Whitehead’s been grinning like an idiot. He ain’t been himself last few days and now he’s gotten himself a facial. Its put a nice shine on his face. It's also amplified that silly joker smile that's on his face. It has been a bit unnerving.
First you mock, then you beg? Think I’ll keep mocking.
Whitehead acting out of sorts didn't help; we then had a consultant added to our workload. This all came on us after Lt. Rice told me about the mayor offering a reward for information leading to the solving of our case. She doubted the chaos it would cause. I was right and boy did they come out the wood work.
It wasn't a total loss, Keith Grant had some helpful info to follow up on but I couldn't help being suspicious. Keith believed it could be the Fox Meadow gang out of retirement. Whitehead dug into his past and he came out clean. Still, I believed he was either in on it or just some total nut-job. He knew too much and was acting mighty casual. A bit eager too, but we had nothing on him.
Turns out Keith was quite useful after all since he had several journals detailing the investigation of the Fox Meadow break-ins 10 years back. But we couldn't get a warrant and he wasn't looking to being generous seeing as he was looking more like a suspect than an informant. Something really irked me about him and whitehead’s weirdness was adding to my discomfort. We brought him in and he was helpful. I, also, noticed he had a shining to the lieutenant. Wish I could have exploited that some how but I got stuck with him while she and whitehead did some PR work to calm down the high society of
After sending him home for the day, Keith got jumped at his apartment. Whoever got him, cleaned him of all his journals. He couldn’t give us a lead but I was able to shed some light on why Keith was so obsessed with the Fox Meadows burglaries. I let him stay at my place till things cooled down. He’s a grabby little man, worse than a 5 yr old. He’s very particular about his things but all hands when it comes to other’s things. He does good detective work; he's just a strange little man. He requested I sing to him.
My next issue was finding out what was going on with whitehead. He was just not himself. I had to confront him. I told him I figured something was wrong after I read a report he had written up on something he did solo. He was defensive about it. I knew there was something eating at that crank. I got him to admit he was just concerned with his age and that re-branding wasn't the answer. We had become better policemen with time even if we had lost a step or two.
Well, we closed both the cases and both Keith and whitehead proved to come out better for it, despite the quirks. Unfortunately, Keith wanted more than just a pat on the back. He caught me off guard by asking to be deputize. I agreed to it but he saw right through me as I fumbled through the oath I was making up on the fly. I did notice he walked away a bit smug as he mentioned the 50k reward. To me, seeing Lt. Rice squirm at her desk as Keith serenaded her was reward enough.
