Chapter Twelve
“I don’t think we’re going to find her tonight,” Robin said, as she looked at the outside facade of Sapphos.
“Two hours already,” Leslie looked at her watch. “Not much going on.” The two detectives sat in Robin’s Suzuki waiting for Jane to show. After a quick dinner, they’d checked inside the club and were told that Jane was expected later. They’d waited for the Domme outside the club, but that proved fruitless. Jane didn’t show her face.
“We could check back at the estate,” Robin suggested.
“Or we could give up for the night and look for her in the morning.”
“I want to find her tonight,” Robin said. “We need to get this resolved now, show the police what we’ve learned. See if they’ll look at the evidence a little differently. We might even get Betsy released.”
Lesli
