10
Whelan On The Hunt
Pearland Police Department
“Well, no, it’s not going well at all,” Lt. Whelan said as he stood in the captain's office doorway.
“And why not? I said I wanted this vigilante tracked down. Are you stalling?” the captain replied.
“Stalling? Are you out of your mind?" Whelan crossed his arms. "No, I’m not stalling.”
“Good. Don’t.”
“It’s just that I keep hitting brick walls. None of the witnesses at the bar that night had ever seen him before. And apparently, he didn’t talk to anyone, not even the bartender.”
“Oh, bullshit. He talked. Did you interview all the women in there?”
“Of course, I did. Several of them have distinct memories of him.”
“What do they say?”
“Rough types, mostly. They said he was eye-candy, but kind of brooding, like somebody with a dark sid
