“Officer Wright,” I said out of habit. “Nathan, how’s the case going?” “Oh, hey, Mark. Yeah, it’s good. I’ve gotten closer to my subject.” “This totally sucks, dude. How come you get to be out in the field seducing hot chicks, while I get to be stuck behind a desk all day?” “Oh, cheer up, Buddy. You’ll get your turn.” “Yeah, in my dreams.” “Why’d you call?” “Oh, right. I got a hit on that name you told me to look up.” “Yeah? Tell me.” I sat at my kitchen counter, taking off my cap. After seeing Charli this morning, I had to go for a walk to ‘cool off’. “Your suspect, he’s on campus.” My eyes widened and I almost dropped the phone. “Nath? You still there?” “Yeah. Yeah, Mark. I’m still here. He’s on campus?” “Yeah. He’s been posing as a number of different students on the student chat room.” “Different aliases?” “Yeah.” “What are they?” “Is your line secure?” “Yeah, I got the card.” It may sound stupid, but that was our code word for securing the line here on campus.
