Myron woke up pretty early for this task, since he didn’t want too many people at the precinct when he finally got there. He didn’t plan to stay there for long, either. Just get the stuff and go, hit and run as he would always say as a joke among his colleagues.
He was quite the charmer in their department, which made his “sideline” even less likely to be discovered. Besides, the fact that he’s a locally decorated hero twice in his lifetime would definitely put any naysayers or doubters at bay.
All he really needed to do was to be careful so he wouldn’t be caught, while making sure his “client” would be satisfied with his services.
So far, he’s doing pretty well…
“Baby, it’s still too early… Why are you getting up already…?” a sleepy, sweet voice said beside him.
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