Chapter 8
“How are you holding up?” Kelly asked the moment she came into their office Tuesday morning and saw Jake sitting at his desk.
He looked up from the newspaper spread out in front of him and shrugged. “I’ll survive. He didn’t.” He pointed to the headline about Alan’s murder. “They’re having a field day with it.”
“Them and the local TV outlets,” she replied acidly. “Nothing like an off-the-wall killing to get reporters juices flowing. At least you and the agency weren’t mentioned.”
“The only plus from it all.”
“What are we going to do?” she asked.
“Nothing. Detective Ogden made it real clear I’m to keep my nose out of it.”
Kelly arched an eyebrow. “Oh did he, now? And you’re going to listen?”
He managed a smile as he replied, “Probably not.”
She patted his shoulder. “Why do
