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When Eddie made it back to the plant, there were several police cars parked haphazardly outside. The entrance was cordoned off.
Delfino was talking to a barrel-chested police chief. He motioned to Eddie, and the chief turned around with a look of shock in his eyes. He wore a blue police uniform and while he wasn’t overweight, he had a double chin and two folds on the back of his head.
“Eddie,” Chief Teodoro Vargas said.
“Ted.”
“I explained briefly,” Delfino said, “but I figured it was better if you told it.”
Ted pulled out a tablet that had a recording app on it. He hit the record button.
“You don’t mind, do you?” Ted asked, as if forgetting to ask permission. “First murder we’ve seen in a long time.”
Eddie hesitated.
“It’s okay,” Delfino said. “You didn’t do anything wrong. Pl
