"Are you sure?" she asked with a smile.
"Positive," I said, smiling back. "I take it you spoke with the police."
"Yes, I told them what I'm telling you."
"Did they search her apartment?"
She nodded.
I knew my first order of business was stopping by the precinct and having a word with Jim Harrigan. He was my old Army buddy. We went through the war together. He never seemed too keen to help me out with my cases, but he usually did it. He had wanted me to go to the police academy with him when we got home...
Neville Hunt 11 months ago
Good old grumpy Jim! I’d temporarily forgotten about him.
Christopher 11 months ago
Shame on you! Of course, it has been almost two years.