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Jack could feel his phone buzz in his pocket, but he ignored it because right then he was getting an a*s-chewing from his supervisor.
“You let them go?” Larry asked, his normally ruddy complexion redder than ever at the moment because of his irritation.
“They all had alibis, Larry,” Jack replied. Even Bret Harkins, who was probably guilty of a lot of things, but not, unfortunately, Jeff Nichols’ murder. “You think I don’t want to get this thing buttoned up as soon as I can? I get why you had them brought in for a closer look, but none of them were our guy.”
“You sure spent a lot of time talking to Harkins, though.”
“Because I thought he might have some information. No,” Jack went on quickly, when it looked as if Larry intended to interject some kind of comment, “not because he actu
