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" To do a grid search afterward and make sure nothing that could be flipped had not been flipped. Unless there had been more than one somebody. But even then. “Seems like an awful lot of effort,” Wyatt said. “For a bunch of kids. When I was kid, Officer, and maybe your experience was the same, effort was the least of all possible temptations.” “I’ll tell you what I think.” The cop turned back to them. “Get you a security system. Or a big old dog.” “Ms. Kilkenny told you about the other incidents?” Wyatt said. “Yes, of course I told him,” Candace said. “And stop calling me that.” “She did,” the cop said. “About the birds and such.” He kept a straight face, but the way people do when they want to make clear they’re keeping a straight face. Wyatt could feel Candace vibrating next to him at a frequency that was about to blow out the glass in the Art Deco skylight above them. Wyatt didn’t think the cop was dumb. The cop, like everyone, was just keeping a finger on the pulse of his own self-interest. "
― Lou Berney , The Long and Faraway Gone