Chapter 27

“This takes me back to my childhood,” Kev said after devouring his first hotdog.

“Your dad owned a great restaurant and he let you eat these?” Neil waved his around, dropping relish and sauerkraut on his jeans.

Laughing, Kev grabbed a napkin to wipe the mess off Neil. “He and Mom let us eat what we wanted, as long as we didn’t overdo it. Speaking of Dad…”

Neil slanted him a look. “Now we come to why we’re here?”

“Yes. He did as he promised and talked to one of his detective friends. The man came through in spades.”

“Meaning he found out who the two witnesses were who said they saw you go into the hallway?”

“He did. A guy named Paul Barnes, and…” Kev paused to take a bite of his second hotdog.

“Don’t stop now,” Neil grumbled.

“And, Jan.”

“You have gotto be kidding!’

“Nope. Remember she wasn’t at the table when everyone was telling me what they wanted to drink?”