39The crowd was down for a Friday night. Vince guessed the punters might’ve been scared away by the news of the arrest of the restaurant’s owner. Double murder and drug trafficking could certainly be enough to put you off your green curry.
However, Elena and Vince had seen no reason to change their habit of almost a year—Fletcher Smit was safely behind bars and Vince had suddenly rediscovered his appetite.
‘So, Doc,’ said Elena, as she poured herself another glass of cabernet. ‘Did you know that last night’s pursuit was going to end at Fletcher’s door? And if so, why on earth didn’t you tell me?’
Vince leant back in his chair. ‘It was really a process of elimination, Sarge. I figured that, apart from Rita, he was the only person Allan had confided in about his concerns about the amount
