"Do we look like civvies?" asked Blake in a flat tone of voice. "Tell you what .. I'll make them promise not to try making off with any multi-ton construction equipment, and we can let them wander around through the muck while you show me the surveillance tapes you mentioned."<br/><br/>He lowered his voice to a half conspiratorial whisper. "I know we both sure as hell got better things to do than tramp around out there. Let them take the shitty end of the stick. Makes a change from us, don't it?"<br/>