CHAPTER 55
"Nothing to worry about, Nick," I said. "Everything's under control, ten-four, over and out."
"What is Duke Broussard doing there?" he demanded to know. "This is an FBI operation, Quinn, not a tea party--"
"Oops," I said, pulling the earbud out of my ear and sliding into my pants pocket. "Sorry," I said to my stick pin, "the earbud just fell out. I told you I had small ears."
Duke grinned at me. "You're gonna catch hell for that."
"I think I already did." I laughed. "You get me into more trouble, Broussard."
"Girl, I get you out of trouble." He picked up the papers on the ground. "You want these?"
I shook my head. "I have bigger fish to fry. I'm going to track down Herb now. What are you going to do?"
"I'll be securing the perimeter," he joked.
"You do that," I said, "b
