Chapter 87

Potbelly's chin and lips trembled. "Sir, do… Do you happen to know him?"

"Yes. That's why I'm surprised to see him here."

"Sir, remember… remember this… this isn't time to allow personal feelings. A murderer could be… it could be anyone, Sir."

"Geoffrey, are you teaching me my job?"  A bemused smile was on the face of the new cop.

"Not at all, Sir," potbelly said quickly.

"I was going to remind you that I've been doing this job for the past thirty years."

Now, potbelly was scared, not just scared, but frustrated and angry deep inside. If Jed wants to go down, he should go down alone. Why had Jed not warned him that this Ryan could have influence in the station? For a moment, potbelly wished he had never met Jed and most importantly, he wished he had never lived a double marriage that he's a coward to explain to his two wives. And Jed wouldn't have threatened him with it. It was enough trouble that hi