Old man B snapped upright. He had almost fallen asleep, but the slamming of the door brought him back to his life, which currently had found itself in an interrogation room. “Listen, I’m sure my friend is waiting and…hey, you’re a different cop.”
“Well, your mental faculties seem to be in order.” The officer pushed her glasses up and yawned. “I just need to finish up some paperwork to let you go. Laura did most of it already.”
“Where did she go?”
“Beats me.” The officer yawned again. “I had a nice three hour nap before I got a call to come back in. Something big must be about to go down somewhere.”
Old man B yawned now as well. “Well, let’s get this done. I’ve got places to be…Wig?”
“It’s Vig.” Tina sat down and clicked her pen.
***
The South back exit swung open. Laura found herself face to face with Jeremiah and Jebediah. “I’m taking a big risk here.”
“You knew when you signed up things would get risky now and then.” Jeremiah was smiling as he flipped through the report on Bob’s car. Jebediah simply stood and waited.
“Well, the car is in the basement level. I’m guessing you two want a look.”
“How thorough was your look through?” Jebediah started thumbing through the report.
“I didn’t have much time, but I checked all the usual places police don’t normally check.”
“Well, this shouldn’t take too long. I know a few other places. Any word on Jer’s car?
“Right now it’s listed as missing. We haven’t been able to find it.”
“Lanyards?”
Laura looked behind her as she pulled out visitor passes for the two of them. “Don’t talk so much Jeremiah. We need to keep a low profile. Jebediah…maybe you should talk just a bit more.”
***
Bob took a few steps to the right, and Phil started walking to the left. Bob turned to look, and spotted Phil walking away. “Hey!”
“What?”
“I think we should go West.”
“East. Trust me Bob.”
Bob walked up to Phil. “How do you figure that? So far we’ve walked a few blocks and managed to miss Second Avenue.”
“We don’t even know if second avenue exists. Besides, at least we agree to turn here. I just think East is the way to go.”
“West is probably Main.”
“East is probably the mall.”
“So you want to hit the mall?”
“What’s so important on Main?”
Bob looked around, then shrugged. “Nothing. Nothing is important on Main. So why the mall then?”
“I’m not looking for the Mall, but that’s where the new development in the town is. That and I’m guessing the police station is closer to Main than the mall.”
Bob shook his head. “Phil, if I didn’t know you better I’d say you have a criminal mind working up there. I hadn’t even considered that.”
“C’mon. I’ll fill you in on my bank heist plan while we go East.” Phil started walking again, and Bob followed.
“I wonder if this mall has a Cinnabon?” Bob’s thoughts were to breakfast, but not for long. The sound of a car pulling up behind them stopped them dead in their tracks.
