Chapter 10The ride from the pharmacy to the police station was short. Jake, Davey, and Carlo were waiting outside for them in a car with a formidable man behind the wheel. Jake got out of the car, came over to them, and shook Bobby and Keith’s hands. “I took a copy of the will for probate this morning. It was airtight. Bobby’s father was a damn good lawyer, he could have worked and made partner at any New York law firm.”
“I think they liked the atmosphere in Oakhurst better for both them and their son,” Keith answered for Bobby.
“I moved Davey and myself from Manhattan to Princeton. Although I miss the convenience, I’m happy with both the house and the move. Davey picked out the house. He managed to find a modern house that I liked with very little input from me. Bobby, if you give Keith
