Rick said, still pointing his 9mm at them. “You haven’t seen it yet?” “It just came out in the theaters.” “Can you two give it a break?” the man said. “This isn’t the Roger Ebert and Gene Siskel show and I’m not waiting for the “Two Thumbs Up” sign to rate a movie.” His sarcasm got our attention. “What’s your name?” the man claiming to be an FBI agent said. “Don’t worry about her name,” Rick replied. “I’m talking to you, sir,” he said forcefully. “Rick.” “Okay, Rick, my name is Robert Morrison and this is Larry Pollard. I’m a FBI agent and Larry is a SEC representative. We are here on official business and we want to speak to Cindy West.” “Well, whoever you are, she’s not Cindy West,” Rick said. “What official business?” I asked. “That’s confidential information,” agent Robert replied. “Rick, I’m going to open my jacket and retrieve my badge. Don’t do anything stupid now.” He slowly stretched down, unbuttoned his jacket, reached into his pocket and retrieved his badge.
