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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 13 of 307 blue, even in the orange hue this room was bathed in. He filled me in on the money, which was much better than I was making at Snow. He pulled out a stack of forms. "Listen, you need to get an apprentice investigator's license. You can fill that stuff out at home. Don't worry about any of the fees." He started writing out some checks .to the various agencies that I needed to send the forms to. "So, I guess I got the job." "Yeah. You had the job before you answered the ad." Steve muttered this almost under his breath as he wrote out another check. When I didn't say anything he flashed me a smile, "Joshing Nephi. Relax. You think anyone else is gonna show up with a Masters around here?" We shook hands again and I took the stack of papers and left. How had all that happened so fast? The money looked good and was going to really help me through the summer, but I was getting the feeling that Naive Nephi might be walking into something a little bit more complicated than Internet research. CHAPTER 3 Sanpete is little more than dust and sun. Sure, there are turkey coops dotting the west valley and alfalfa fields when the water is flowing but this is no splashy exotic locale, not by a long shot. There are two primary businesses: the turkey plant and |
