Chapter 13We hit the outskirts of Alliance at two and my phoned dinged with an incoming text message. It read, 'Running a little late, meet me at Bulbo's Bar on S. Arch Ave. There was no greeting or identification, but the area code was from Akron, Ohio, so I just figured it must be Carol's ghost killer. I replied, Will do. Look for the guy with the tan ascot hat.
Since Phil had already programmed The Lexington into the GPS, we decided we'd drive by and then head to the bar. The building was five stories tall and had probably been originally designed in the Italianate architectural style. However, years of neglect had robbed it of its original beauty, and its current condition screamed “tear down.” The large double-door entrance, which had doubtless been quite elegant once upon a time, wa
