Chapter Ten
As soon as the pizza touched her lips, Norah’s phone rang. While she chewed, she pulled it from her pocket. Tommy. What the heck did he want? “Excuse me,” she mumbled with a mouthful of pizza as she walked to the kitchen to answer.
“What’s up?” she asked.
“Where are you?”
“Kai’s. He asked me to work tonight.”
“He did? I didn’t see any clients scheduled.”
“Not for work. He’s got friends coming over for a poker game.”
Tommy laughed. “That can’t be right. Kai doesn’t have any friends.”
“Whatever.”
“I’m serious. I’ve known the guy for a couple of years now. No one’s ever come to the shop to see him other than paying customers. And he’s never had anyone show for a hockey game. Not even beers after. I think he’s running game.”
“For what?” She set her pizza down on a napkin.
