Chapter 11
Spence shot awake when he heard something banging. For a second he had no idea where he was. Then he remembered, and realized the banging was really someone knocking on the bedroom door.
“It’s unlocked,” he called out, reaching for the bedside lamp.
“I know. It doesn’t have a lock. I was only being polite,” Gregg replied, coming into the room. “I take it you turned you phone off.”
“Yes. Why? Oh. She called?”
“She did. Fowler is now sitting in a holding cell down at the precinct. The cameras caught him dead-to-rights trying to hide the pipe wrench he used to kill Jeff.”
“A pipe wrench? I’m not even sure I know what that is.”
“Seriously? It’s the wrench you use to loosen and tighten pipes when you’re doing plumbing.”
“Ah. Okay. That’s what he used?” Spence shuddered. “Why
