Jake didn’t hear anything from Detective Ogden over the next two days. It didn’t stop him from calling Russ. They would talk about work, about books, about sports—not that either of them were big sports fans—and anything else that came to mind. The one thing they avoided was Alan’s murder.
That is until Friday, when Russ was on a break. He made the call this time, asking Jake if it was too soon to hit up the clubs, or primarily Donovan’s. “I need to get out of the house tonight before I start climbing the walls.”
“I’ll all for that,” Jake replied.
“Me climbing walls?”
Jake snorted. “No, though that could be interesting. You’re off at six, right?” When Russ said he was, Jake told him he’d meet him at the club around seven.
They arrived at the same time and managed to find a vacant tabl
