Chapter 9

He had the same thought now, as he watched Jim from across the club. When a man about Jim’s age had approached Jim, talked to him, and then the two of them left the club, Alan was certain the guy had picked Jim up, and Jim had agreed to go somewhere else with him. Then Jim came back alone a few minutes later, much to Alan’s relief. Maybe he changed his mind, or…or it was someone he knows from the theater. Alan was well aware, from talk he’d overheard at Bannock’s, that Jim had a second job doing something for the local repertory theater, although he hadn’t pressed his luck by going there to find out what. If he saw me there, and recognized me…Even though he knew that was unlikely, until recently, he wasn’t taking any chances.

I’m stupid to have come here. But I have to know if he’s got someone in his life. If he does…He sighed, sipping his drink, club soda with a twist of lime, and continued watching Jim.

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