Chapter 15
Jacksonville, FL
Friday evening
NATE SPENT MOST of the evening at his laptop, working on lesson plans for his classes, and keeping a watchful eye on the movements of both Marv’s van and Harv’s Civic, as shown by the tracking application on his tablet. Quentin had spent an hour working on the numerous photos he’d taken that afternoon; then he’d left to begin work on one of the two divorce cases he’d taken on. They kept in occasional mental touch as Quentin followed one of the supposedly errant spouses.
{What are you doing now?} Nate sent.
{Watching Cassandra Richards’ husband playing hide the salami with his secretary. Or, to be precise, he’s playing hide the salami in his secretary. I don’t know what his secretary looks like, but the woman he’s screwing had a key to the off
