Chapter 4
By late Thursday afternoon the city plows had made it down the street in front of Derek’s house. Of course, as always happened, the snow they removed from the street wound up piled high along the curb and in front of his driveway. With Joe’s help and Sherwat’s dubious assistance, they got it moved so that Derek could get the car out the following morning.
After supper, Derek checked his business email again.
“Looks like you’ll get to try out your out your background check skills tomorrow,” he told Joe. “Mr. Moore, one of my regular clients, wants to hire another person for his restaurant and has three applicants for the job.”
“Great, I think. If you’re sure I can handle it.”
“All he needs is the basics. It’s not like the job requires someone with high security clearance. He
