It was refreshingly cool."Hey!" A voice came from a little ways down. "Hey you with the stick!"I turned, expecting another fisherman, but instead my e...es widened in shock. There was a head with rudy hair floating on top of the water, as if a person was standing up straight, but that couldn't be possible with the river's depth!"What!" I exclaimed in surprise, shocked, but a little too normally."Whatcha' doing?" She had a very pretty face, though her skin was green which was strange to say the. My father at the time was in the Arm reserves and had just been deployed overseas. So to make ends meet mom took up an online typing position on a part-time basis while I stayed in high school.It was my senior year, and I couldn't wait to finally get the hell out of there. You see I was a little shy back then and really didn't have any friends to speak off. I never even had the courage to ask a girl out on a date because of my shyness. And let's not forget how totally clueless I was as to what. You do protect people don't you? How much will it cost me?" Yup and it's a hundred a day plus expenses." She was young and pretty and very scared. I saw her face drop as she opened the door."Oh. I can't afford that much," she all but whispered rushing out before I could mention working something out.Well, you win some, you loose some. I don't know why but I looked out the window and saw her leave the building. Her head didn't move to look as she stepped off the corner. She got about half way. . recognisehim. "G-grant?"The detective glanced at the uniformed guy, gave a "kids today, huh?"kind of look. "Yeah, Grant. Big guy, six five, dark hair and beard?Lives here?" He's out," Grant said, forcing a smile onto his face."Mind if we look around?" the cop said, already coming into theapartment and glancing around."Why not," Grant said, smiling nervously.The two men looked in every room, clearly disgusted by the state of theplace. Grant drifted after the detective. "Why d'you want.