When Turner reappeared he had a tall, lanky man in tow. Lockley recognized him as the fellow he spoke briefly to right after the black girl skipped out on him.
“The guy’s freaking about his wife, I can’t get him to stay in his place.” Turner said lowly as he met up with Car, “I thought I’d ask him to come down and keep me company.”
As if it were a queue Car hid a yawn behind his hand, “Yeah, it’s been pretty quiet, a person could doze off pretty easy. You sure you want him here? I’m mean what’s worse, his wife not coming home or if she does and she’s...”
Turner shrugged and changed the subject, “How about giving us four hours or so, then taking over again for the morning shift?”
Lockley c****d an eyebrow, “Have you got a plan for the morning, or do we just do this until whenever?”
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