Chapter 27
One thing Cal had learned to do when he was young was how to break and enter a place. No, he'd never learned how to pick locks. What he'd learned was that everyone hid a key outside their house. Dumb thing to do. And he'd become a master of figuring out where. Some of it was simply by snooping. Others, by watching their house for a while and seeing if they ever accessed their outdoor key. Some people used their spare key a lot.
Getting into Delilah's had been easy. No one had been home. He'd found several of the boxes he'd been looking for. But not the two he wanted. Which meant Delilah had to know where they were.
Heading to his penthouse apartment, the one his father didn't know about, he drove by Maude's Tavern, burnt a uey and parked just down the street in a parking lot
