They walked out of the restaurant, each going in a different direction.
“Good luck!” Pauly called back as they parted.
Cam went into two lesbian bars and looked around. She introduced herself to the bartenders and left her phone number in case someone asked. At both bars they had remembered someone asking if anyone knew how to contact her, but they did not have any more information. It wasn’t until the third bar, Sky High, that Cam got her first clue.
“Hey, how you been?” the bartender s***h owner, Sky, greeted her. They knew each other well. This bar was in the precinct Cam used to patrol at the beginning of her police career.
“I’m doing okay.”
“There’s been someone asking about you,” Sky said as she placed a glass of scotch in front of Cam.
“Good God,” Cam sighed. “I wish this city
