C32 Suspicion

Vince was sitting behind his big, vast desk, an Egyptian cigar dropping from his thick lips. He looked up from a list of quotations lying on his desk as Canyon came in.

" Howdy, Canny," he said. " How are you today? "

" I'm good, boss, " Canyon replied stiffly as he used the corner of his eye to scan the room to find the right place where he could hide the camcorder. Luckily