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Sanctioned
Jolly Harbor Marina, Lignum Vitae Bay, Antigua.
Police Lieutenant Jack Pence got the call at around 8:00 p.m. He was at home.
“This is Pence,” he said into his phone.
“L. T., this is Detective Okoro. Sorry to bother you at home, sir, but I’ve got a uni that says he’s got one of your subjects in play.”
“Tell him to stay on it. Send him some backup and grab the little prick. Then call me and I’ll meet you at the station.”
“Roger that, sir.”
About thirty minutes later, Lieutenant Pence’s phone rang again. He picked it up and listened, then said, “Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Good work. No, let’s let him sit in the tank a while.”
At around 10 p.m., Pence walked into the interrogation room at the precinct. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t my good friend from the NSA. How are we today, M
