"Might be," Reno replied, shrugging one shoulder dismissively. "Didn't get many details from the boss, but that's usually how it goes out there, yo. Keeps me on my toes. Keeps the stun baton from gettin' rusty."

He grinned and poked at the ferret that was toodling about on his bedspread.

"You mind makin' sure this little freak's got some kibble, if I ain't back by Monday? He don't bite hard or nothin'. And I can't see me bein' gone too long. I'm just gettin' back some stolen property or somethin' like that for someone."