Sean checked his watch. Finally, 0630 hours. Time to head in to the PD. What a boring night. Not a crook in sight.
When he arrived at headquarters, he plodded into the locker room in the middle of the pack of night cops. He tuned out the usual banter and changed from his uniform to civilian clothes, then grabbed his gym bag from the locker.
Captain Barrows stood in his office, looking at framed wall pictures as Sean arrived exactly on time. The captain’s s*x appeal emanated through the tan slacks and tight blue polo shirt.
He turned to face Sean. “Is that your gym bag?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. Let’s go. It’ll take twenty minutes to get to my place. Follow me.”
Thoughts of how the workout would go rushed through his mind. He sang the Beatles’ song “Penny Lane” to wash out the flashbacks of
