Chapter 34

“I won’t agree with that, sir. I guess it all depends how badly the day is panning out.” I flicked on the light in my office since the windows were miniature and offered very little, if any, sunbeams. Then I sat down behind my desk and told him to have a seat across from me, which he did

He twiddled his thumbs and stared at me with his beady eyes. A scowl formed on his face. “Tell me I haven’t wasted my money on you, Axle.”

“You haven’t. Things are becoming quite heated in your case.”

He cleared his throat and leaned forward a few inches, making some heavy eye contact with me, probably to intimidate me. “Tell me how things have gotten heated.”

I told him that I thought Underground Spectacle had something to do with the death of one of his employees and the fire at his bar. Then I asked, “Do you remember the issue Hurricane Bay had with Laura Monigal and arson?”