Rex, like most people, was at work, as Head of Security for the St. Roch Museum. It was close to the end of his shift, but he still had some stuff to get done on the way home. Like shopping, because he had a teenage kid sister whose eating habits did not her small stature.
When his phone rang, he signaled to Josh, his second, and went to the back to answer.
"Hey, Pnnt. Don't ask for more flying time. I'm already giving you three hours a night." he says.
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