“Thanks a lot for the lift,” he said.
“Oh, that’s all right, Bob. I wonder when we’ll be working on a case again?”
“That’s hard to say,” grinned Bob. “Hope it will be soon.”
With that he turned and entered the building while Lieutenant Gibbons resumed his journey.
Bob took an elevator to the top floor where the head of the bureau of investigation had his offices. A clerk in the anteroom took his name and looked up sharply as he consulted an appointment chart on his desk.
“I think Mr. Edgar is expecting you,” he said, “for your name is on his call list this morning.”
Bob looked eagerly at the clerk.
“Does this mean I’m going to be assigned to a case?” he asked.
“I can’t say,” replied the clerk, “but I shouldn’t be surprised. I’ll send in your name at once. Just have a seat and wait for a few minutes.”
Bob was the only one in the anteroom and he sat down on a padded bench beside the clerk’s desk, with a growing feeling that within a few minutes he would be called in and assigned on his first case as a full time federal agent.