CHAPTER 28
"How many of your investigations take place in a bar?" I asked, marveling at Duke's methods.
"A few," he admitted. "Beer and good cheer, it's the best way to get answers. Everyone assumes I'm just a friendly guy--and they're not wrong." He opened my desk drawers to explore the contents. "Where did the snacks go? I'm starvin'."
"You ate them all last time, remember?" I waved him out of my chair. "Go look for food in the break room while I check on the summons."
The Clerk had already issued the summons so I printed it out along with the service packet and attached a photo of Eduardo Matteo. I found Duke in the break room stuffing cookies in his mouth and washing them down with soda.
I clucked disapprovingly. "You are what you eat, Broussard, which makes you the junk food aisl
