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May 27 11:01 a.m.Detective Kim Weston leaned on the car and waited for her partner. They had two witnesses to interview about a k********g and her partner was supposed to be right behind her. After a time, Dean Asner walked out into the sunshine smiling.
“What’s the grin about? You have some reason to be happier than I am?” she asked.
“You know, if you smoked, at least you’d have something to do while you were standing around out here.”
“Thanks. Great medical advice,” Kim replied. “So, what was the hold up?”
“As I was headed out, I got a call from the FBI. They are looking for any
intel that helps them track a blackmailer.”
“Who blackmailed whom for what?”
“Wow, that was like perfect English, Weston.”
“I know. Get to the story.”
“A U.S. senator was blackmailed for two mi
