Chapter 27

Taking out his phone, he called Garry.

“Did I wake you?” he asked as soon as his friend answered.

“It’s after nine, so not even,” Garry replied, amusement in his voice.

“Good. Do you have a few minutes to help me with something?”

“Sure do. I’ll be there in ten.”

Wylie smiled after they hung up. Now that’s a good friend. No questions about what. For all he knows I want to bury a body under the flowerbed.

The doorbell rang a few minutes later. As soon as Wylie let him in, Garry looked around and whistled. “This is fantastic. I think I’m jealous.”

“Why? You’ve got a great living room.”

“Yeah, but…Okay, what needs my strong back to get moved in here? Let me guess, that credenza.”

“Yes. The thing weighs a ton.”

“You moved it out,” Garry said.

“Dragged, and I don’t want to do that, now, and scratch the floor.”

“Good point.”