23 – This Gift, This Curse

 

 

When they were outside the bank again, Will paused, as if to get his bearings then said, "We're going to make another stop and then go shopping."

 

"Uh-huh." Mick looked around. "Like they're going to let us inside any of the stores around here."

 

"They couldn't stop us if we wanted to shop in one of them, but I'm not up for the hassle. We'll hit up a couple of thrift shops instead."

 

"Finally going to break down and get some new clothes?" Mick asked with a grin.

 

"We're both getting new clothes because we're going to need them."

 

"Whoa up a minute. How come me? I just got some stuff from the drop-in place."

 

Will smiled slowly. "Because, young man, you have to look like a college student. New clothes, a shower, a haircut." Will chuckled at the look of disbelief on Mick's face. "Yeah, that should about do it."

 

"Okay, mind telling me what you have in mind, and why?"

 

"Kevin needs someone around to keep an eye on things. The cops might do drive-bys to check up on him but they don't have the resources to put someone in the building twenty-four/seven."

 

By that time, they were three blocks from the bank and in front of a police station. When Will started up the steps Mick hung back. It took Will a moment to realize he had. Smiling, he told Mick, "They won't bite."

 

"Says you," Mick muttered but he walked up to join him.

 

The officer at the front desk looked them over as he asked what they needed.

 

"To talk with Captain Newsome," Will replied.

 

"Right. Just like that, huh?"

 

"Tell him William Reynolds is here."

 

The officer arched an eyebrow and picked up the phone. It was evident from the look on his face when he talked to the captain that he was somewhat disappointed in the response. Will had the feeling the man would have been much happier escorting them out of the building. When he hung up, he told Will, "The captain's on his way down."

 

A door at the far end of the room opened moments later. A tall, gray-haired man stood there, a small smile on his face. He beckoned for Will, and by extension Mick, to join him.

 

"It's been a long time, Will," Captain Newsome said, as he led the way to the elevator.

 

Will shrugged. "It would have been longer but I need your help, if you're willing."

 

"Tell me when we get to my office."