Five
TERINAFTER SPENDING THE next couple of hours going through files, I rubbed my temples and sat back in the chair.
“Fun stuff, huh?” remarked Fred, walking past me with a cup of coffee.
“A laugh a minute,” I replied, smiling at him.
He nodded toward the clock. “You should take a break and grab a bite to eat.”
“You know, that’s a good idea,” I answered, my stomach growling at the mention of food. Anyone want me to bring back lunch?”
Pen, whose desk was nearest to mine, asked where I was going.
“I don’t know. I’m in the mood for a salad or maybe a sandwich,” I replied.
“I know just the place,” he said. “You should check out that deli on Fourth Street. They’ve got the best Philly cheesesteak sandwiches in town. They were featured on some food station show last summer, too.”
“Red’s
