by Gayle Roper
Officer Eastman peered over her shoulder. "Not part of your stock?"
Nan shook her head. "I've never seen it before." She turned and blinked at how close he was, and he took a quick step back.
"I can take this in and have it checked for prints—"
"Yes!" What a good idea. Very NCIS. And he did look a little like Tony DiNozzo.
"—but I doubt there would be a match in the system. Someone who starts leaving things instead of taking them isn't a good candidate for a police record."
Nan sighed. She didn't want logic, she wanted answers. "When I found the pitcher this morning, I hoped that would be it for the day. But no, now there are two things."
"Somebody's being twice as nice?" He gave a little half smile, as if he could charm her out of her grump, which he undoubtedly could if she weren't so frustrated with him.
"Don't you get it?" She shook the bugle at him. "The leavery is escalating!"
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