As soon as the meeting ended, Cole left faster than anyone else, as if he were afraid that Old Hunter would give him more work immediately. He waved to the others as he left, sounding as cheerful as if he had just won a small lottery prize. 'Guys, I've got some real work to do,' he said. ‘See you later—hope you’re still alive by then.’ Kane stood where he was, watching the guy strut off down the hall, his eyes filled with undisguised envy. Everyone knew that when Old Hunter said, 'Go find an informant', it basically meant using public funds to drink, extract information and schmooze — and if you got lucky, maybe even score a quick fling. Compared to that kind of assignment, their job — running all over town clutching mugshots and files — looked like nothing but manual labour.
‘Enough, sto
