Good mornin' Teddy
I must have fallen asleep close to 5:30 in my chair, because I had received a rude awaking around six fifteen. I had become quite fond of falling asleep in my cubical, specifically toward the tail end of night shifts.
“ Hanlin, Get you’re ass up.” The words shook me back to life, my eyes fallowed over to see a rather angry looking agent Brookes towering over me. “They pay you’re ass to sleep?”
“They sure as hell don’t pay me enough to stay awake.” I shot this back at him without missing a beat. I stood now pushing past him and lifting my empty mug. I walked across the floor to get a cup of coffee, that old lion’s mug hanging in my hand. “What time is it?” I looked over to a Brookes fallowing behind me.
“ six twenty, new shift should be here in 40 minutes.” I offered a nod to him as I filled the mug throwing in a single scoop of non dairy creamer. “Brookes you know this shit is flammable?” I offered a grin as a wicked Idea of making a little more hell for jack played across my mind. Shaking the though away I moved back to my desk. “Jack in yet?”
“Haven’t seen him, but you never know with that man.” He looked back as he moved to his station. “Understatement of the year Brookes.” I turned from him focusing my attention back to my monitor. I started to catch up on the happenings I had missed during my cat nap. Nothing big had happened, slow night, maybe the calm before some storm I thought.
I figured soon it would be time for the briefing for the new team coming in, which meant jack would be showing up. Id have another fun day fighting the urge to wring that mans miserable neck. Te thought of it brought another grin to my face. Finishing my cup of coffee I rose from my chair, I looked over to where my former partners desk once was and that grin faded. Teddy was beginning to wonder why he had ever left Detroit; the extra lining his pockets had received quickly reminded him. “Buck up teddy, bastard will get his own on day.” I muttered to myself as I slumped back down. Another perfect day