Lasting effects of an indiscretion
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Last published Sat, Sep 5, 2015
When a seemingly common murder is discovered a large growers property. The investigation that follows puts a retired secret service agent back into the government work force. Retire now to a job as small town sheriff. Once one of the elite in the Special Forces of the United States Marines. This investigation leads to a bigger threat one he thought was behind him. I can't believe there is yet another outbreak, first it was tomatoes, then lettuce, and now melons! What the hell is happening with our food supply Senator Dave Chesney said to his wife as he laid down the morning paper and took a sip of coffee? What are your plans today by the way? The Bridge club is having a charity auction for a homeless shelter and I was elected as treasurer. So you'll be gone all morning then, he
said half disappointed. We can have lunch at the yacht club later though she said off handedly. No; I'll be on the hill; I just feel that someone needs to be aware of this outbreak and its meaning. My
gut tells me some friggin Muslim group is responsible and its time we got off our fat arses and fight back.
Lori! Lorrie! Earth to Lori! Umm, Err, Whaaa, Ahhh, yes I mean yes Sir; Mr. Graves may I help you. Lori Simpson had been reading the latest paperback book, she'd purchased only last Wednesday from
News-stand across from the apartment she shared with her two room mates. Putting the book face down on her desk to face her supervisor. I’m sorry to bother you on your lunch break Lori, did you finish with those print outs for last months billing, you do have them don't you? Of course Mr. Graves, I have them right here in my desk drawer, finished the last page, just before lunch, but I
didn't think you needed them right away. I didn't, but my wife Ingrid wanted to look them over this afternoon before I sent them to corporate. Thank you again Lori for being so prompt in getting
these done. You’re so welcome Mr. Graves. Before picking up her book, then glancing at the clock on the wall.
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