Kendall Moore
I didn"t mind talking to the lady cop, though she said she wasn"t a cop. I thought she was nice. She asked all sorts of things, like what it was like working as Jason"s assistant and if I had any ideas about who might have killed him.
I sat back, settled the phone against my ear, and shrugged. “I have my suspicions. Jason was part owner in a few nightclubs, so it could be anyone involved in that scene. It’s… you know, a fast crowd.”
“How long were you employed by Mr. McClure?”
“We only worked together for a few months. He had his quirks, but he wasn"t that bad a boss. He could be fun, you know? Very spontaneous. His ex called all the time, and he had me deal with her, but surprisingly, his ex-wife wasn"t half as bad as his daughter.”
I paused, shaking my head. “I never c
