You can fix that for me anytime. Mussels, clams, and shrimp in a white wine broth with garlic, herbs, and parsley. Plenty of bread for dunking and a salad to balance the taste. What's not to like about that?” Roger asked rubbing his stomach. “I'm stuffed. I probably should run back and forth to the highway several times to run it off, but I don't think that's going to happen.”He was interrupted by the sound of the song, “I Left My Heart in San Francisco,” coming from his cell phone. He walked over to the desk where he'd left it when he finished talking to Sean earlier in the evening.“Sean, that was fast. You really are a miracle man. What did you find out?” He listened to Sean for a moment. “Let me put you on speaker phone. I'd like Liz to hear what you have to say. Like it or not, she's already involved in this thing.” Roger laughed at what Sean was saying. “No, Sean, even though we're married, I still don't have any control over what she does. Okay, shoot.”“The first one I investigated was Mitch Warren.
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