The Trouble With Tony
“Dr. Trudy Kaplan held a red-dripping french fry in front of her face and looked at it meaningfully.“Hardy har har,” Jack smirked. “You know, you should be a comedian.”“What, and quit my day job?” Trudy gave him a friendly wink.Trudy was forty-one and in good shape. She had super straight brown hair cut bluntly against her shoulders with only a bit of wispy bangs to soften her strong face. She wore very little makeup and, usually, a smile. She was a complete one-eighty from the types of supervisors Jack had in the military, softer in temperament and rather disorganized, but they got along fine. Or so Jack thought, anyway.He fiddled with his turkey and mustard on rye and looked his boss in the eye. “You wanted to catch up on cases over lunch?” That didn’t make a lot of sense to Jack. That was what staff meetings were for.“No, just chat. How are you?” Trudy’s tone turned blunt. “You don’t seem very happy.”Jack shifted uncomfortably in his chair. “Has someone complained?”“No,”
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