Chapter Eleven
Jag
“I’ll meet you at the Menger Hotel at eight tonight. I look forward to seeing you and your wife, and I hope we can make each other some money.” I stepped into the RV, happy that I’d been able to get a meeting with the owners of the brewery so easily.
Putting the phone into my back pocket, I saw that Miss Petty and Tex had already gotten the RV ready to go. “We’re ready as soon as you are, Jag,” she said. “Tex has things packed up, and he’s ready to pull out.”
“I’ve got one thing to do, and then we can be on our way.” I wasn’t going to leave town without talking to Millie one more time. “I just came by here first so that I could grab something.”
“And where is it that you’re going, Jag?” Miss Petty asked.
“To see Millie. I want to give her a picture of me, so she won
