Summary – Life on Hawthorne will never be the same, now that our BDH’s have escaped.

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Chapter 11

“Lieutenant?” asked the young desk clerk in the primly starched uniform, holding out a brown expanding folder wrapped in elastic that looked as if it was stuffed full with documents. “This arrived by special currier.”

Lieutenant John Savage, chief of detectives over the homicide division at the Hawthorne Central Enforcement Agency, reached for the packet of papers, removed the elastic and opened the package. “What kind of currier?” he asked dryly after glancing briefly at the title listed on the topmost article and reclosing the package.

The desk clerk shuffled his feet as he answered, “Delivery service from the print shop on Second Avenue, sir. Seems this information was sent in via the cortex with special instructions for it to be printed and hand delivered to you personally. You have to sign, sir.”

The desk clerk handed him a signature pad, which he signed without hesitation. An event of this sort was unusual, but not unprecedented. Occasionally someone wanted the homicide division to have certain information, but did not want to be responsible for providing it, particularly when the implicated party was well connected and well known for the removal of obstacles. Unfortunately, information received in this manner was incorrect as often as it was accurate. Either way, all information received without a proper trail of discovery was illegal to use for prosecution. The information in this packet would have to be verified and, if truthful, rediscovered. Even so, rediscovering things is ea