Chapter Twenty-NineI
checked the local newspaper’s website several times for a report on the arrest. I expected a headline alert—Drug Dealer Arrested in Supermarket or Killer Nabbed in Gessner’s—and was disappointed when there was no mention of Gavin’s apprehension. I finally let work and lunch distract me from the morning’s big event, which seemed to be only “big” in my mind.
Eileen returned my call at one-thirty. “It’s funny how you’re always in the middle of things.”
“I didn’t follow Gavin to Gessner’s. I was there because peanut butter’s on sale. What happened in the stockroom?”
What Eileen said next left me slack-jawed for the second time that day.
“Gavin’s a bookie?”
“Small-time. More a gambler who facilitated underage gambling. He took bets and set up accounts for them on onli
