"Lemme guess," I said. "The car was reported stolen earlier this afternoon."
"Nobody likes a smart ass, Jake," Harrigan said as he brushed past me heading back to the apartment.
Harrigan was my ride, and getting a cab this late was almost impossible, so I sat in the corner of Rucksack's apartment, waiting. Seeing these guys have to go over this crime scene again and again was just further proof that I made the right decision in not becoming a cop. Too much procedural minutiae.
The lab boys were done by midnight and Harrigan and I got ready to leave...