Steele stroked his chin nervously and twisted the volume dial on the microphone receiver. Mildred reached out and turned it back.
“Too loud,” she said apologetically. “Everything’s okay so far, Boss.”
He nodded and went back to listening as Laura’s voice, clear and confident, came floating into the van. “How are you liking Los Angeles?” He hoped
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