“Yeah. They didn’t mention that to you?
Chief of police is automatically a member of the Rotary Club, meets Wednesday at the Paradise Inn.“
“How’s the food?” Jesse asked.
“You like chicken pot pie?”
Jesse shrugged.
“That’s how the food is,” Burke
said.
“Well,” Jesse said,
“we’ll see about Rotary.”
big yellow cat came silently into Jesse’s office and
!ijumped up onto the window ledge and curled up on himself
[lind went to sleep in the sun.
“Who’s this?,Jesse said.
“Captain Cat, Burk,e, said. ”Wandered in here five
,lears ago. We feed him.
. Cop house cat, Jesse sat . i ‘ “Tell me about the town legal counsel,” Jesse said.
“Abby? She works for the firm in town. Big firm for a small town, ten, twelve lawyers. Real estate, wills, estate planning, that kind of stuff. Gives the town‘ about ten hours a week pro bono.”
“You like her?”
“Sure.”
“What do you like best about her?”
“She’s got a nice ass,” Burke
said.
‘“I noticed.”
“And she’s usually got a hair across
it.”
Jesse grinned.
“You’re not too careful, are
you?” Jesse said.
“No,” Burke said. “I
ain’t.”
“Good,” Jesse said.
“You didn’t ask me about Hathaway or any of those people,” Burke said.
“Thought that might be pushing you a little hard this early in the game,” Jesse said.
“I’ll find out about them myself.”
Burke nodded.
“Selectmen get’elected by the
town,” Burke said.
“Town and the police don’t always agree on how things get done.”
“Lou,” Jesse said, “no cop
counts on elected officials.”
Burke grinned.
“Well,” he said. “You
ain’t as young as you look.”
“Maybe I’m not,” Jesse said.
the meeting house on the town common. Hathaway a bag of popcorn which he was feeding to some pithat had gathered.
“You got any pets, Lou?‘ Hathaway said.
“No.”
“I’d like to have some animals, but
Cissy…” He shook head and held out a piece of popeom on his upturned A pigeon circled it, hesitated, feinted once, then in and grabbed the com. “I guess Ciss just isn’t an person. ‘ ’
