Roy Glenn - MOB

Freeze rolled his eyes.

“I’m just ridin’ with Freeze.”

“Really? How do you know the deceased?” Kirk asked Freeze.

“Went to junior high school with him.”

“No shit. I never knew you went to school.” Kirk laughed. “But that doesn’t answer all my questions. We found three dead bodies, and one of the DNA samples matched the DNA of a rape suspect. I did some checking-you know, cop stuff-and coincidentally, the other three were killed on the same night as this poor fellow. Now, that seemed a little more than coincidental, so I came out to satisfy my curiosity. And who is the first person I run into? My old friend Mike Black and his fateful companion, Freeze. What do you make of that?”

Black laughed. “Nothing, Kirk. Like I said, I’m just ridin’ with Freeze.”

“See you around, Black. You look good. Island life seems to agree with you,” Kirk said as he walked away.

Black and Freeze watched the detective until he got in his car and drove away. “Let’s go, Freeze,” Black said. “By the way, you heard anything from Nick?”