“Hi, guys,” I said. “Fancy meeting you here.”
“Yeah,” Jim said. “Imagine that.”
In point of fact, we ran into Carl and Jim almost every weekend, either at the Derby House at breakfast, or across the street at the Pizza Italian in the evening.
We spent the rest of the weekend relaxing, so I was somewhat refreshed when I got to my office Monday morning, and was therefore in a fairly good mood when my three lieutenants gathered that afternoon for our weekly meeting.
Jacksonville, FL
LIEUTENANTS JANET SANCHEZ, Gregg Parker, and David Boyer came into my office in a group, and I waited until all of them were comfortably seated before I began the meeting. One by one, they reported on the events of the past week as they related to their particular spheres of influence. Janet began her report by mentioning a series of burglaries.
“Whoa,” Gregg said, “go over that again.”