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He smiles. “I’ll be right there.”
Once she’s inside, he holds up the folders. “I’d hate the big city anyway, and I’m sure that’s where I’d end up if I was with the FBI. Al is probably go
a retire in a few years. I could be Chief then.” He puffs out his chest. “Police Chief Kevin Stubbs. Kind of a nice ring to it.”He tosses the folders in the dumpster.