All heads turned toward the door as one of the couriers entered. “Whoa,” the boy said. “Afternoon, Investigator Morrissey. I was called to come for a pick up.”

“Good afternoon,” Morrissey replied. He pulled out his files and handed them over to younger man. “These need to get to Commander Hartley. This needs to get to the Chief.”

“Will do,” the courier said. “Be back later with replies.” His eyes danced as he took the folders and he winked before scampering out the door.

“I take it you know him?” Emery said wryly.

“Stevie,” Morrissey said, pointing at the door. “He’s been a courier since before you joined the team. He’s not a magician but he’s… interesting.”

“Interesting?” Emery repeated.

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