As soon as they left the office Kev said, “Do you want to stick around?”
“No! A thousand times no.”
“That was pretty emphatic, so let’s get out of here. But first, I need to visit the men’s room before I burst.”
He did, glancing with some dismay at the police barring the entrance to the storeroom, and then rejoined Neil. As they walked through the main room, Kev noted that the crowd had thinned considerably. “I guess everyone else feels the same way we do.”
Neil’s mouth tightened. “Except for the ghouls who are hoping to find out all the bloody details.”
“More likely the officers haven’t talked with them yet.” Kev looked at the two tables set aside for people who had known Zeke. “Greg and Jan are getting grilled right now.”
“I wonder if they’re telling the detective about Jan’s conve
