Chapter 9Todd
He had a first name, and now he had a last name to go along with it.
Kerry-Anne. Conklin.
That he could work with, and hopefully not endanger himself to Lenny and Bruce again.
After soaking his body in a hot bath and then taking four pain pills before falling asleep, Todd had awakened with a renewed sense of purpose. The full night’s sleep had been restorative, because he got out of bed with a purpose, and a destination. Not having much luck on the New York front, Todd decided to go for a change of venue. His sudden desire for voir dire would take him, ironically, back to New Jersey.
The caper might be here in Hell’s Kitchen, buried in the small minds of two thugs.
But the crime, if there had been one, had happened in the Garden State.
Maybe what happened to Kerry-Anne
