Chapter 6

Rory grinned. “Never, since we got married. Well, except when I’m off on a job.”

They continued bantering as they got ready for bed. Then, wrapped in each other’s arms, they slept.

* * * *

“Just the man I want to see,” Lou said as he approached Quint.

“You’re early,” Quint replied. He had the distinct feeling he knew why.

“I figured I’d stand a better chance of catching you this way.” Lou dropped into the seat next to Quint’s desk. “I’m sure Clay told you about the man in the window.”

Quint chuckled. “That sounds like a movie title. Yeah, he did. Do you have the pictures Olivia shot?”

“Yep. Give me a minute.” Lou went to his desk, returning with them. “What do you think?” he asked, after Quint looked at the blow-up.

“I think we need to talk to Harber—or you do.”

“Both of us, if that’s okay with you.”

Quint grinned as he got up. “Double-team him?”

Lieutenant Harber looked up when Lou opened his office door enough to ask, “Are you busy?”