Chapter Sixteen
Kevin had never seriously considered homicide. Tonight changed that. Brent had f****d him over good. The valet service that he supposedly booked flaked, so there was no valet parking. The caterer served excellent food but complained that she hadn’t gotten accurate numbers, and she was worried about running out of food. Brent was supposed to guide the event and he wasn’t even there.
It wasn’t Kevin’s job to fix this or to make sure it ran smoothly. He was expected to attend as the mayor’s representative as they tried to convince other businesses and organizations that Chicago was the place to host conferences and conventions. The next move was to bring more TV and movies here to film. But if they couldn’t even pull off an established charity function, who the hell would tr
