The Dance by Mike Faricy

Author:Mike Faricy [Faricy, Mike]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cozy Mystery
Amazon: B01FFXBYAG
Publisher: Author
Published: 2016-05-08T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“They’ll begin in two days. I’ve a list of six individuals along with their addresses and phone numbers. It all seems pretty straight forward,” Marci said over the phone. Bobby had been checking in with her every day for the past week, twice a day. He wedged the receiver on the payphone between his ear and shoulder, then wrote “2 days” on the back of the envelope.

“All you have to do is pick them up. Once they’ve been deposed here you bring them back home. Really not much more to it than that. Each deposition shouldn’t last more than an hour or two. We’re hoping to have everything completed by the end of the day, Friday.”

There was the little matter of no driver’s license and no car, but he didn’t want to cloud the issue of his employment with petty details.

“We’ll need you to fill out our contractor form. Just the standard sort of thing, you know social security, valid insurance, driver’s license, shouldn’t take more than a few minutes.”

“Not a problem,” he said, wondering how he was going to pull that off?

“I could email this list to you?” she suggested.

“That’s okay, Marci. I’ll get it from you when I fill out that contractor form. I’m tied up for the rest of the day, I could be down there tomorrow morning if that works.”

“Yes, it will, Mr. Custer, tomorrow then,” her tone suggested she didn’t quite believe him.

“Tomorrow,” he said and hung up the pay phone. He’d have to get moving if he wanted to walk down to the licensing bureau before they closed.

He was posing for his driver’s license photo an hour later. He had passed the test by two points. A fact some might consider too close for comfort, but at this stage didn’t matter to Bobby in the least.

“Okay, and look this way, sir. That’s it, look into the red light. There, I’ll have an image for you in just a moment so you can make sure it’s okay.”

She was an attractive thing, he guessed maybe thirty-five and probably Hispanic from the dark eyes and hair, well and the nametag that read “L. Montez.”

“Would you please just look at the screen here, sir and let me know if this image is acceptable.”

It looked like someone much older staring back at him on the monitor, thinner, maybe a bit dubious-looking, but in the end still Bobby. “Yeah, that’s me, but can you make me look about ten years younger?” he joked.

“So it’s okay?” she asked not finding any humor in his comment.

“Yes, it is.”

“All right, sir, you’ll see your license in the mail in two to three weeks’ time. This temporary license is good for thirty days. Have it in your possession at all times when you’re driving,” she instructed, then handed him a yellow carbon copy of his license application.

“Thank you.”

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