Matt Hogan were standing on Will Harris's front lawn when Jeffrey pulled up. He wondered how long they had been there. Wondered, too, if they knew who had done this. Matt Hogan did not have qualms about hiding his prejudices. Frank, on the other hand, Jeffrey was not sure about. What he did know was Frank had been in on the interview of Pete Wayne yesterday. Jeffrey felt his tension build as he parked the car. He did not like being in a position where he could not trust his own men. dyadic decision What the hell happened? Jeffrey asked, getting out of the car. "Who did this?"

Frank said, "He got home about half an hour ago. Said he was working at old Miss Betty's house, aerating her yard. Came home and saw this." Brick, actually, Frank dyadic decision said. "Same kind you see everywhere. Had a note around it." Frank looked down at the ground, then back up. "Will's got it." Jeffrey looked at dyadic decision the picture window, which had a large hole in it. The two windows on either side were untouched, but the glass in the center would cost a small fortune to replace. "Where is he?" Jeffrey asked. Matt nodded toward the front door. He had the same smug look Jeffrey had seen on Ryan Gordon a few minutes ago. Jeffrey started toward dyadic decision the door, then stopped himself. He reached into his wallet and pulled out a twenty. "Go buy some plywood," he said. "Bring it back here as soon as possible."

Matt's jaw set, dyadic decision but Jeffrey leveled him with a hard stare. "You got something you want to say to me, Matt?"

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