Wade and Casey headed back to Arbour Square. Wade was frustrated she could get no substantial and convincing answers to her legion of questions and, her persistence, distinctly irritated Casey, which provided her with some compensating satisfaction. However, she felt inexplicably excited? She would need to cool this before she went home this evening.
"s**t"s hit the fan," Old George said, as they passed through the police station vestibule, "tread lightly in the CID room."
Casey ignored the comments until he heard Wade questioning further the man whom he considered particularly untrustworthy. He always sensed he was being pumped for information that would be passed onto the best paymaster.
"How so, Sarge?" Wade asked, nonchalantly leaning on the counter.
Casey stopped on the bottom ste
