Authors: Ted Wood
"I had an offer once from a guy called Fullwell, at Bonded Security," I said. They were all listening, but only Freda started to smile as I spoke. "He promised me some interesting work. More money, more to do. And I'd be based in Toronto, working all over the province."
"I'm based in Toronto," Freda said, and I put my arm around her waist. "Yes," I said, "that's just what I was thinking." I pushed her gently forward to the counter. "Why don't you make a statement for the officers. I want to walk around outside for a while and think about it."
Andy said, "Are you serious, Reid? What I've heard since I came here, you've got a hell of a good reputation for being a fair, honest, tough copper. Why quit now?"
"What was it the song said, back a few years? From the Book of Revelations. 'To everything there is a season, turn, turn, turn'?"
"It's from the Book of Ecclesiastes," Fred said quietly. "Not the 'turn, turn, turn' part, but the rest."
I patted her shoulder gently. "I'm going out to take a walk around for a few minutes while you talk to the guys about what happened. Then I think we should head back home. We've got some planning to do."
"I'll come and look for you as soon as I'm through here," she said. Then she tugged my arm until I stooped, and we kissed, ignoring the other people there. Then I winked at her and called Sam, and he fell in behind me as I went out through that familiar front door, not sure where I was heading or what I was really thinking.