Chapter 12

“Holy shit! Read much?”

Since three of the office walls were filled with bookshelves, Armand understood Tino’s reaction. “It keeps me from becoming too bored,” he replied while turning on the computer sitting on a large oak desk along the fourth wall, and entering the password to get to the desktop.

“Maybe now we’ve come up with something else to alleviate your boredom,” Tino replied, pulling up a chair to sit beside Armand.

Armand ignored the wein Tino’s comment, wondering briefly how this had become a joint project—at least in Tino’s mind. “Take a look at this,” Armand said when he found the site he was searching for.

“Interesting,” Tino said after reading through the information. “But isn’t this something the government has to do?”