Chapter 7

“You won’t…I can’t believe…” she said. “Jon’s been…”

Mr. Franklin put one arm around her shoulders. “I just heard, Jennie.”

“Who would want to kill Jon?” she said, loudly enough that the customers closest to the counter heard her. There were a couple of gasps, then people took out their phones.

Jon had the feeling they were checking online to make certain what the woman was saying was the truth. From the looks on their faces, they found out that it was. Jon wasn’t certain if he was upset or surprised at the looks of dismay and sorrow they evidenced.

“I didn’t know they cared,” he whispered to Brody, even though whispering wasn’t necessary, all things considered. “I thought, as far as they were concerned, I was only the guy who took their orders and brought their food, nothing more.”

Brody shook his head. “You heard what your boss said. People here liked you.”