Apartment over 32 Apocalypse Avenue, Sunday Afternoon
Sam had some inexplicable voicemail messages this morning. Must be perps, calling to confess. So he returned the calls with his usual professionalism.
They had a case! He was gonna call Max straight off to tell him the news. Where was Buckethead, anyway? While he waited for him to show up, Sam was going to call and place random people under arrest. It seemed the safest way to go about things.
(Establishy only, as he's headed to the office!)
They had a case! He was gonna call Max straight off to tell him the news. Where was Buckethead, anyway? While he waited for him to show up, Sam was going to call and place random people under arrest. It seemed the safest way to go about things.
(Establishy only, as he's headed to the office!)