Spinelli, Walker, and Marsh eyed the four adult men in the clan. They all resembled the man in the photo.
Walker pulled his green glasses from his face and took another look at the photo he had of the deliveryman. "That's him, over there standing at the back of the float," Walker said as he pointed at the man."
They walked over to the back of the float. "Excuse me," Walker said, drawing the man's attention.
"Yeah?"
"We're looking for a friend of ours and hope you can help us out."
The guy jumped down from the float. "Sure, who are you looking for?"
"Did you deliver an envelope to a waitress this morning at the Harbor Resort Restaurant?"
The man shifted his nervous gaze among them. The internal debate he held in regard to telling the truth or not became transparent.
"Yes."
"How di
