
“Mike? Hey! I was just about to call you. I heard from CSU.
They left the key for the Sinclair house at PD. We’ll have to go and fill out a
requisition form first though.”
“That’s fine, Vik. But that’s not why I’m here.”
“Oh? OK…” she said as he stepped inside. He was followed by
an elderly woman dressed in a cropped top and skinny jeans. “Who’s...