Paddy had been right about one thing. Nothing
happened the next day as far as seeing or dealing with Mr. Keefe was concerned.
Detective Massey did assign an officer to be at the shelter while Mike was
there, but only for the day as the man had another case he needed to work
starting the following morning.
Paddy and Mike spent their time at the shelter doing
what they, well Mike, always did. Paddy helped out at the admission counter
when needed and otherwise spent time in the recreation area getting to know
some of the teens. He found their reasons for being on the streets interesting,
and in many cases very disheartening. People
should have to have a license to be parents, with classes, just as they do if
they want to drive.
On their way to the shelter, they had stopped at
Vic's office to drop off the key to Mike's apartment so that Evan could work on
adding more security. It wasn't until they were on their way back to the
apartment at the end of their shift at the shelter that they realized they
might not be able to get in. Paddy called Vic to tell him that, only to be told
in return that Evan was waiting for them.
"He's not as dumb as you seem to think,"
Vic said, laughing. "You on the other hand…"
"Yeah, yeah," Paddy muttered, hanging up.
When they got up to Mike's place, Evan greeted them
at the door. After giving Mike his keys, he explained the security box and
asked Mike what series of numbers he wanted to use. "And not your
birthday, or Social Security number, or anything like that," he cautioned.
After thinking for a moment, and doing some counting
on his fingers, Mike told him, "12, 1, 15, 3, and 8."
"Okay, but you'll need to punch them in as
single digits," Evan pointed out, "since the numbers on the pad go
from one through zero, like on a phone."
Mike nodded. "I think I can handle that."
As Evan programmed them in he said, "What do
they stand for, if you don't mind my asking?"
Mike glanced at Paddy and smiled. "Laoch, which I hope I spelled
right."
It took Paddy a minute to figure it out before he
replied, "You did." When Evan cocked and eyebrow in question, he
explained what laoch meant.
"That fits," Evan said, smiling. Puzzled,
Mike asked how he knew that. "From what Vic told me about him," Evan
replied without batting an eye.
::Good catch.:: Paddy told Evan, mentally.
"I'm not as dumb as I look. You on the other
hand…"
"Yeah, yeah. What's with you two. That's twice
in less than half an hour."
Evan just grinned before taking Mike around to show
him what other security measures he'd installed. When they were finished, Mike
thanked Evan profusely then asked if he'd like to stay for supper. "It's
stew, which won't take long to heat up."
"From a can?" Evan asked warily.
"Oh no. Homemade and in the freezer."
"In that case, I'd love to."
Love love this! I always huff out loud when I’m done reading the installment cause I want more.
ReplyDeleteYou always get more, too. Just not immediately. *G*
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