“You done with that, Carmelita?”
I blink from my reverie. Brendan is staring at me with a curious look while he has the big files and official reports from the other departments regarding this case in his hands.
“What time is it, Brendan?”
“A little bit after midnight. You’ve been very absorbed to that journal and I thought I’d left you alone to it. Is the case really that intriguing?”
I stare at Brendan with the look he always knew I had whenever something perks my interest.
“Make the necessary calls tomorrow, Brendan. I believe we do have a case worth investigating a little further.”
“Just promise me you won’t get us into trouble like the last time again with the crop circles,” Brendan sighs. He knows if I give him that look, there’s no persuading me out of it.
“Scouts honour.”
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