Chapter Thirty-OneI
arrived at the Town Tavern a few minutes after five-thirty. The cars in the parking lot indicated happy-hour was well underway.
Curtis was making his hospitality rounds in the bar lounge, so I wandered down the hall to the entrance into the bar. Not to my surprise, Gavin wasn’t on duty. A woman in her mid-twenties was behind the bar and in conversation with the older gentleman Will and I had talked with on Friday evening.
I settled on one of the upholstered benches in the hall to wait until Curtis was done. I took out my phone to read new emails and to clean up my inbox.
After a couple of minutes, the front door opened, and Hyde Academy coach Shane Boyle came in and walked into the lounge. I thought it was a mere coincidence and went back to my emails. Another coupl
