“At the sound of the familiar male voice, I glanced around to see our friend Sean Reilly, a sergeant on the New Chapel police force, and his girlfriend, Sara, a nurse at County Hospital, heading toward our booth. “Hey, man,” Marco said, rising to shake his hand. “Good to see you. Sara, how’s it going? You guys want to join us?” “As long as you’ll tell us to leave when you want to be alone,” Reilly said. They slid in opposite us and took off their coats while Marco went to get menus. Sergeant Sea...n Reilly had been a rookie cop when my dad was on the force. Reilly trained under my dad, then, as coincidences go, later took a rookie by the name of Marco Salvare, fresh out of the military, under his wing. Reilly was about forty years old, divorced, father of a young teen, and an upstanding cop. He was our go-to guy for information and had helped us out many times. He was nice-looking, too, with brown eyes, short brown hair, and a tall, sturdy build. Sara was his girlfriend, also divorced, also tall and browneyed, with abundant auburn hair.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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