carly part six: susan

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Benjamin Stein stood up, his face expressing relief and
tolerant forgiveness, but then he froze. Mike Sheldon’s eyes
widened and he half stood behind his desk. Ben Stein turned, his
face growing red and then purple. “That’s not my girl, you
stupid shit!! That’s your daughter, the slut!”

Mike Sheldon sat down in his chair again, his face blank. He
spread his hands and placed all ten fingers lightly on his desk
blotter. Meanwhile, Ben Stein was pulling on his coat.

“I knew you’d blow this,” he snapped. “Well, I’ve already
started to deal with it myself–”

“Gregory Hobbs,” Micki Sheldon said quietly. She straightened
up slowly as he paused. The two police officers released her,
unsure what they were supposed to be doing, but certain that it
probably didn’t involve holding the mayor’s daughter.

“He works for you,” she said, pulling a laminated card from
her jacket pocket. “I have his company I.D. here, as a matter of
fact. He murdered a young man last night, in an alley down on
Mendoza between Sixth and Seventh. The body is still
there–”

Ben Stein finished putting on his coat and left without a
word, nearly knocking down Dennis Moran, who seemed to be
having some trouble absorbing what was going on.

Micki Sheldon turned slowly to face her father. She began to
speak, but he cut her off. He looked at Dennis. “What was she
picked up for?” he asked in a soft voice.

“Who?” Dennis asked.

Mike Sheldon just looked at him, not saying a word. “Oh, uh,”
he said, gesturing at Micki. “Curfew violation.”

“That’s three days in holding, I believe. Take her away.”

“But, chief–Carly Stein–don’t you want to ask
her–” Dennis began.

“There’s a dead man, named Danny–” Micki began urgently, but her father just looked at his desk blotter, his fingers
tensing.

“Now,” he said quietly.

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