Hyde – 4 –
It wasn’t long before his phone rang at his desk.
“This is Hyde.”
“Umm… Yeah, You gave me your card earlier…”
“Did you do what I asked you? Did you put the word out?” Hyde sat up straight in his chair, tapping a pencil on his desk, repeatedly.
“Not like you asked me to,” he said. “You see, this guy comes in to hock a ring, and…”
“A ring?” Hyde couldn’t contain himself. “Describe it!”
“It wasn’t like that, I’m trying to tell ya. I guess I came off a little too…ya know, eager, I guess and the guy saw right through me.”
“Who was it? Do you know the guy?”
“Listen, Detective, I want to help you, but you got to let me finish a freaking thought or else this isn’t gonna go nowheres.”
Hyde nodded, not that the man could see him nod over the phone, so he added, “Yes. You are right about that. Continue, please.” He rest his forehead in the palm of his hand.
“This guy, I’ve seen him before, don’t know his name. I came off a little eager and you know what the first thing he asked me was?”
“If any coppers had been in asking about a ring.” He waited, letting that sink in. “I couldn’t figure out what to say. I wasn’t expecting it. In my hesitation, I figure, the guy saw right through me.”
“Then what happened?”
“Well, the guy said that if the copper wants the ring back, to have him come and get it.”
Hyde squinted his eyes and furrowed his brow. “He what? Is it there at the pawn shop?”
“No, no, no. He gave me an address. Told me to forward it to you.”
Hyde wrote the address down. “That’s on the outskirts of town.”
“Yeah, whatever,” he cleared his throat. “I’m done with this cloak and dagger crap. You got something you want to hock, come on down, otherwise, leave me the hell alone!” He slammed the phone down in the cradle.