Danny finds me a bag from somewhere behind the bar. Turning it inside out to use as a kind of glove, to avoid smearing my own prints onto the glass, I stow Pat’s beer bottle inside then knot it closed
As for heading home, Danny’s right to be cautious of course, but she’s not the stalker’s target and walking her back from the Sapphire Club is uneventful.
At her door, I think for a moment she’s going to try to kiss me. Instead, she offers me her hand. “Night, Michael. Thanks so much.”
“My pleasure, Danny. Sleep tight.”
As the door closes behind her, I consider my options…
Return to the Sapphire Club?
Is there any point? It would be closed by now.
Find a late-night bar and see what develops?
What’s Klempner doing?
doing?As I haver over whether I should call him, my mobile flashes up
