“YOU’RE A BRAVER MAN than I am, Tom.”
Dan’s sitting back in his desk chair, his massive hands behind his head. I’ve stopped by on my way to Helen’s office to get the lay of the land.
“Is she back yet?”
“No, not yet, but she should be here any moment.”
“Why the hell are they taking so long!” Helen yells.
“Speak of the devil,” I say as I turn around and head into the hallway. I find Helen looming over Gladys with her hands on her hips and a fiery look on her face.
“Chief,” Gladys says calmly as I walk up, “the State ME’s office is backed up. They’ll get to the preliminary autopsy as soon as they can.”
“Dammit! I have the Archbishop calling me every day asking for an update, and so far I’ve got nothing to tell him! What about the BOLO!”
“Still nothing, Chief. And unfortunately, I can’
