Chapter 22

Nolan had a nice little racket going, so I decided to take my cut, after watching and photographing two more robberies and the perpetrator handing the goods over to Nolan. Nolan was not a happy camper, but hepaid up, and paid again, and after the third time, he packed up and left town for parts unknown. Probably figured that was a better option than my draining him dry of all his profits from the robberies.

The question was how Gavin found out. I asked him.

“The club’s owners were fairly certain there was a connection between the robberies and the club,” he told me. “They asked for our help, and I was sent in undercover to find out if they were correct—as a regular member and using an alias. I was just homing in on Nolan when you took up with him. So I figured you might become the next victim. Instead, the robberies stopped. That raised some questions, so I did my due diligence as they say. Unfortunately, I found no proof of my suspicions.”

“I would hope not,” I replied dryly.