Chapter 4
Bruce Putnam grinned. His face looked innocent, although I had seen that exact same look on his face when he wasn’t innocent at all. “Well, you know,” he said. “Isn’t that like your other case? The famous one in D.C.?”
“Famous, you say.” I stared right at him, but his face just went right on looking innocent. I wanted to punch him, but that wasn’t going to help my situation with the Bureau any. In the end I sighed, and got up to refill my coffee.
No one else was in the office, they had all wandered off to do more important things. This was strictly a conversation between the office losers, the guys who got all the s**t cases. Bruce ranked above me in the pecking order – hell, Sally the secretary arguably ranked above me in the pecking order – but he was still another loser. I
