They would return to the house by the front door or not at all. At six o'clock they came walking boldly up the street. At the same moment, an unmarked police car turned the corner. The two detectives in the front seat seemed very annoyed. Inside the house, Captain Mahan was less than amused by their escapade. "Childish, that's what the two of you are. How'd you do it? How'd you get past our men?" "Sorry. I'm not at liberty to say." "Damn it, Caldwell, this is no joke!" "I know," Ethan said. "Would it help if I say none of your blokes was derelict?" Exasperated, Mahan turned to Jordan. "And I suppose you won't tell me either?" "Sorry, but I was sworn to secrecy." Mahan was seething. "We're conducting a serious investigation here. We have a right to expect some cooperation from you." “We’re getting pretty tired of arbitrary rules and regulations made without any consideration of the folks expected to follow.” Ethan shrugged. “Include us in the process if you want our cooperation.”
