Chapter 11I left Bennet’s and drove straight to the village, where I parked just across the street from my house. There was a car parked down the street with two men sitting inside it. I got out and thought to myself, I wonder what agency they’re from? I took out my groceries and went up the stairs and into the house. I set the bag of groceries on the kitchen table. Just as I started putting them away, there was a knock on the door.
Two men were standing there with their badges out. “Mr. Steelgrave, I’m special agent Jim Dempsey from the FBI and this is my partner, special agent John Knox. May we come in? We have a few questions for you.”
Jim Dempsey was wearing black slacks, a grey collared golf shirt, and polished black Italian Loafers. Very unusual, I thought, for an FBI agent. The on
