Chapter 24
JAY
When I called Lieutenant Hopkins, I made sure to do it from the gym phone. Stupid to use my cell when Simon got the bill.
Hopkins didn’t answer, which was just as well. I left him a message: “This is Jay Thornton, calling from Eastside Boxing. I’m calling to confirm your beginner adult Muay Thai class this Thursday at eight-thirty pm. Gloves and headgear will be provided for you.” Hopkins would be smart enough to come.
He showed, five minutes early, wearing basketball shorts and a t-shirt that strained over his gut. Captain Internal Affairs obviously needed to get away from the desk more often. That became increasingly clear when he barely made it through the warm-up. Even McCrary could’ve run circles around this guy.
“Split into pairs,” I called out, after we’d done so
