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school girlfriend. She’d been demoted to best friend after she’d come out. Gina was now APS Sergeant Nancy Medina’s life partner. She was also his and Gordon’s attorney.
    â€œWhat did Nancy tell you?” Charlie asked.
    â€œThat there was a robbery attempt, that one of the robbers was dead, and that you and Gordon rescued a hostage the perps had grabbed. Oh, and that one of the escapees was probably wounded. That about it?”
    Charlie looked over at Gordon, who shrugged. “Yeah. Did Nancy happen to find out anything else?” Charlie asked.
    â€œThe woman who pawned the target of the robbery, Lola Tso, has a connection with Nancy,” Gina replied.
    â€œWhat kind of connection?” Gordon asked.
    â€œNancy asked me to hold off on that until she got the chance to talk face-to-face. You up for a late-night cup of coffee after she gets off duty?”
    â€œSure. Who needs sleep?” Charlie responded, glancing over at Gordon, who nodded. “Besides, we have some work to do at the shop.”
    â€œShot up the place pretty bad, huh?” Gina asked.
    â€œNothing a mop can’t handle,” Gordon said.
    â€œGross. You’d better use Clorox and get the splatter and smell taken care of before we arrive. We’ll give you a call when we’re on our way. Okay?”
    â€œSounds good. See you then,” Charlie added, nodding to Gordon, who ended the call with a touch to the screen.
    â€œGina? Is she the same Gina Sinclair who broke your heart by switching teams your senior year?” Al asked from the backseat. “Woman on woman. What a waste.”
    Gordon turned around and looked Al straight in the eye. “Charlie didn’t tell me you could be a real dick. Brothers don’t fight brothers, and if they did, you’d get your ass whipped. You two have a history, I get that, but next time you disrespect Gina or Nancy in front of me I’ll drop you, cop or not.”

 
    Chapter Four
    Al sat up straight, anger in his expression, took a deep breath, and eased back into his seat. “Okay, I may have worded that badly. It’s been a long day and it’s not over yet. It won’t happen again, Gordon.”
    Gordon shrugged. “Good.” He turned around and looked down the street. They were approaching FOB Pawn, and there were no cars parked along the street this time of the night. There were security lights on in the laundry, the grocery, and the shop, but everything seemed dead quiet.
    Charlie turned the corner, then, halfway down the block he pulled into the alley behind FOB Pawn. Al’s sporty little Honda sedan was sitting there in a slot beside the loading dock, apparently untouched.
    As they climbed out of the low-slung Dodge, Al thumbed a key fob, unlocking his car door. “Charlie, will you give me a call tomorrow on this Lola Tso? I’ll be checking with the team, but maybe you’ll have something extra I can use.”
    â€œSure, Al. Watch your back around these people,” Charlie added.
    Al nodded to Gordon, who returned the gesture, then climbed into his vehicle as Charlie unlocked the rear entrance to the pawnshop.
    Gordon stepped in first, flipped on the hall light, and quickly entered the alarm code on the pad a few feet away. “It smells beyond funky. Looks like we’ve got a lot to do before Nancy and Gina show up.”
    *   *   *
    Charlie and Gordon were rearranging the shelf displays containing the merchandise that had escaped damage, when Charlie’s cell phone started ringing.
    He sat down the microwave oven he was holding and reached over to read the display. “The ladies are pulling into the alley.”
    Gordon stepped back to look down the aisle. “Well, we’re ready to open tomorrow, at least. I’ll let them in.”
    Seconds later, Gina Sinclair, a tiny, delicately featured woman with short brown hair came into the back hall, wearing jeans and