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First Meeting

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Bodie turned to the speaker and saw a head of messy brown curls bent over a notepad. Green eyes lifted to Bodie's, brows raised questioningly.

"Me? No. Might be one of that lot."

Mop-top glanced at a gaggle of uniformed recruits, snapped his pad shut, and shrugged. "Could've sworn you were the--" he turned away "--prat Barry mentioned."

The phrasing and intonation penetrated Bodie's bored mind seconds later. His head whipped round after the retreating figure just as gotcha-eyes laughed challenge over a broad shoulder.


Mop-top broke into a trot. Bodie hesitated...but only for a moment.