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Tywacomb-1d4016 - TAKING STOCK, SORTING OUT THE AVAILABLE EVIDENCE
Steven was met at the security cordon by Leticia. At five foot-nothing with dark skin and beaded cornrows from the ghetto, she stood straighter and more distinct than the Sheriff Deputy who stood a head taller than she did. Deputy Poulson was younger than Steven, shorter, and had the earnest look of someone trying to do a thankless job. They all went to the oversized luggage claim, and waited for his gun to clear security, where Steven put it into his computer bag. Steven gave his car keys to Leticia, and went with Deputy Poulson in his police car.
“While we go, I want to ask you some questions. Please speak clearly so that this recorder can hear you.” Deputy Poulson put a digital recorder on the dashboard.
As they went south, Steven opened his bag and reloaded his gun. He then holstered it in his belt, much to the deputy’s nervousness.
“What kind of gun is that?”
“Sig 229 .40 cal.”
Tywacomb-1d3 011 - THE BOARD IS SET, THE PIECES START TO MOVE
Lunch was at a beach on the west side of Lake Tahoe. Being still a late Sierra spring, there were no swimsuits in evidence. The water was still about 55 degrees, tolerable if you had to get in it. The kids ran around a bit, as kids do, while the parents got the food set out and afterward put away. Steven then drove them up through Truckee, and further north through the highways of the area, and ultimately a nearly random dirt road that wandered further. By mid afternoon, they drove into to Susanville, and picked up the 395 back down to Reno and further south to home.
In all of this, Diana and Alex bounced around the back seat of the truck, looking at things. Alex was trying out his new binoculars, and squabbling with Diana who wanted to use his, because she had not brought hers.
At one point, they came up to a Subaru wagon that the driver had high centered after driving too carelessly.
Tywacomb-1d2 006 - MEET THE CAPLAN’S PART 3
They quietly watched the rest of the matches. Steven pulled her gi top off her shoulders, and massaged her shoulders and back. He could feel the tension in her, and even after he finished with a muscle, it remained tense.
Once the contest was done, Roxanne went to stand with her class as they received their awards. Most of her kids had already changed clothes. They started to leave once the match was officially closed. Roxanne then took her bag and went into the women’s locker room. Twenty minutes later she came out having showered and dressed in street clothes, smelling lightly of pain-rub. Roxanne was starting to limp a bit from a thigh-kick she had taken. She was embraced by her family, and they all went out to the car and truck. Alex and Diana squabbled about who would get to ride where.
“I get to ride in mom’s front seat.”
“But you got to last time.
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