As soon as they walked into Dave’s back yard, all of Craig’s friends surrounded him. They greeted him as if it had been years, not a few months, since they’d seen him last. Janie was especially enthusiastic, hugging him hard, as she told him in no uncertain terms it hadn’t better be so long before she saw him again. Then she introduced him to Jack, her ‘main squeeze’ as she put it, which rated an eye roll from the man in question.
“This is Kevan,” Craig told her and the others. “He’s a private investigator.”
“I bet that’s how you met him,” Janie replied. “When…” She chewed her lip.
“It’s okay to mention Scott,” Craig assured her. “What is, is, and it’s past history.”
She looked as if she was going to say something more, but refrained when Dave handed Craig and Kevan beers. The conversa
