“I spoke with the mayor, and have a meeting with him and Chief Tibble in about thirty. Your presence was requested.” “At the mayor’s office, sir, or The Tower?” “Mayor’s office. But I will inform His Honor and the Chief that you’re unable to attend as you are in the field.” She didn’t speak, but something must have run over her face. Something that made him smile. “Tell me what just went through your mind. And don’t clean it up. That’s an order.” “I wasn’t thinking anything, actually, sir. But I was mentally kissing your feet.”
