CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
The story on the old man got Specs’ stamp of approval for both local and wire release. In fact, I see the start of the story on Page One as I pick up a copy of the Reporter from the boy selling papers in front of the courthouse the following morning. Specs is acting strange. I wonder, could Specs be thinking how lonesome it will be without his favorite reporter? My mind drifts off with that thought and I almost walk into Jim Vail up in the squad room. It's a good thing I missed him, since he's pouring a steaming cup of coffee. He hands the cup to me along with a fresh baked doughnut.
"What's the status with Sacks and the missing persons caper?"
"It's just wonderful. He gave me forty-eight hours to come up with the bodies. Since that instant, I haven't been able to g
