"'Is there a problem,' he asks," the Chief grumbled, busting out yet another piece of nicotine gum. Hell of a time he'd picked for quitting, right when she came back to town. "Ain't a problem for me, I'm not the one trusting a goddamn Crocker as my CI. Yeah, Duke's in town. Ain't aware as he's caused any trouble so f --" He broke off as Stan leaned into the office. He waved the man over, took the folder he was holding out, then waved him off again. "Right. Looks here like he reported a gun stolen this morning. You know anything about that, Detective Williams?"