MORGANSTEIN CHRISTMAS SHOOTOUT 2

"Maybe you should talk to them officer said the brunette. "

Pop. pop a rifle reverberated throughout the area, echoing off Siphon Trail spires.

"I see one of the hunters in orange uniform, crossing Jacob's crosscut, " I observed with teeth clenched. The hunters had ruined my day off!

"My name is Paula, " the blond offered. "I'm afraid, however, our brother is still on the mountain and we have to wait for him. "

"I'm Rich, " answering the blond, her ample body drawing me toward her. Welcome change from the pros I see every day.

"We aren't, " deadpanned the brunette.

"No my name is Rich. "

"Just joking, " the brunette interjected with a rye grin, like a skull expression.

"Cut the joke bull, " rapped the blond, her serious expression juxtaposed with the skull of the brunette.

"Give me your names and telephone numbers for witnesses, " I ordered although Paula looked like the one of my dreams.

"Sure Rich, but I would like you to call me for social reasons, " offered the blond. God was on my side.

I entered their names and telephone numbers in my new handhold device.