Chapter 12

• Taking the stairs two at a time, Ian didn’t pause to think about what he was going to say or do when he found Bill. Once he was at the top, he glanced around briefly to see where he was. Spotting him standing and talking to a woman, he headed in that direction.
• Halfway there the woman turned, and Ian stopped. It was the same very well-dressed woman from Lucky’s. Why was she here? And why was she talking to Bill-squeaky-shoes so quietly?
• Going over to the coffee maker, he poured out the contents without even looking to see if it was fresh or not. He hurried and set it up again and then stood back with his arms crossed as it started to brew. To anyone looking his way, it would appear he was waiting for a fresh cup. What he planned on doing for the five or so minutes it was going to take was poke around inside the preppy cop and well-to-do lady’s heads.