“Thank you,” I said. “I mean it. You worked hard to help me out.”
“Nothing you can do,” I said. “You’ve been told to keep your mouth shut, so you keep it shut. Don’t tell anybody what’s going on. Ever.”
“This is the way Chief Morrison wants it,” he said. “He’s calling it a done deal. Closing us down for the weekend. And he’s the boss man, right?”
“His name is Sherman,” he said. “Apart from that, no idea.”
“Yes, Mr. Hubble,” Finlay said. “I’m right here. Can’t find any problem at all, sir. Just a false alarm, I guess. Thank you for your help.”
“I’m not looking for a buddy down here,” I said.