"Inspector, what are you doing here?"
"Mr. Sweats. I'm sorry to interrupt your evening with Gretchen but I need to ask you a couple of questions. Can you spare me a few minutes? It's either here and now or tomorrow at my office."
After the day he’d had, the last thing he wanted to do was put up with Milkweed's slimy questioning. Plus, the way he referred to Gretchen was a little too pushy for Rollie's taste. He considered throwing Milkweed out but then he would spend the rest of the night explaining his rude behavior to Gretchen.
"Alright, Inspector. You've got ten minutes. Gretchen, dear, could you take the dog into the bedroom, so the Inspector and I can be alone and get this over with?" Gretchen got up, smiled at Milkweed and grabbed the dog.
When the bedroom door shut, Rollie start
