Chapter 9
Blackout
“Hey, Roger!”
Officer Gillette glanced up from his clipboard to see Officer peering at him from around the corner of the door. “Yeah, Todd. What’s up?”
“Have you transferred that trio of sharpshooters over to central lockup yet? Chief wants them secured before this storm gets any worse.”
“I was getting ready to head over there now and move them.” Checking off the item on his to-do list, he dropped his clipboard onto the desk. “Is there anything else you needed me to do when I’m done?”
“Not that I know of. Are you working the docket tonight?”
Gillette grinned. “No, thank goodness. I’m heading for home as soon as I’m done.”
“Lucky devil. Looks like we’re working with a skeleton crew tonight.” raised a hand. “Well, stay safe,” the man bid, and left.
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