PULP & POPCORN

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Felix looked at the clock. 9:40. David was always, without fail, the first person in the
office. He liked to take “his morning constitutional” in the bathroom before anyone else
showed up, and he preferred it there instead of his house because he could be truly alone
with his thoughts. “When was the last time I was in the office before Cap’n Rise’n’Shine?”
“I don’t think you’ve ever been in the office before him.”
“My point exactly. Have you called him?”
“He’s not home. Dana’s not sure if he came home last night. Sometimes he sleeps on
the couch if he’s late, and she didn’t see him this morning at all.” Felix scowled at her,
already worried. “You don’t think…”
“I don’t think anything. Not yet.”
She followed him into his office. He opened the file on Maruf and looked at the
information from the night before. He checked the address.
“I’m going over there.”
“Before you go, you have to…”
“Who’s in the office already? Any of our ops? If not, can you call someone and have
them meet me over there?”
“Felix, wait.”
He was annoyed, frustrated at the way she was killing his momentum. “There’s a
meeting at Fox. One of you has to be there.”
“Postpone it. Cancel it. I don’t care.”
“David has been trying to get this meeting set for two weeks. If you go over to that
boarding house and all you find is David, still waiting for the guy to show his face, you’re
going to feel bad about burning down this thing he was working on so hard.”
One of the most maddening things about Miss Wunderlich, and one of the reasons
she was so valued by David and Felix, was her ability to cleanly lay out the logic in the right
choice to make in any situation. It was almost impossible to argue with her.