one picture falls out
While the big cop is trying to wrestle the folder from me the files
fly all over the room. As the mayor helps pick up the photos, she
misses one as it slid under the desk. While I'm dusting myself off I
reach under the desk and get the picture and tuck it away. I told the
mayor, she hasn't seen the last of me as I leave the room. While in
the car I examine the photo and it was all the people at the opening.
I now have a picture of possible suspects. There was one man who
stood out in the crowd, my old friend, Gotta Steel. I know where to
find steel, I'm on my way to the southside. If anyone knows anything,
he will.
