Being inherently nosy—a trait that served me well when I was looking for someone to blackmail—I decided to see if I could find out anything about Lorne. Why? I wasn’t sure, other than, as I’d told him, I found him interesting. And I did like digging up people’s secrets.
So, Saturday afternoon—after catching up on my sleep since I hadn’t gotten any at Alan’s place—I set to work.
The first step was hacking into the club’s records to get a last name for Lorne. It’s Reynell, and as it turned out, he wasn’t the only member with that last name. There was, or had been—he hadn’t paid his dues for the last six months—a Kyler Reynell. Since it was hardly an average surname, I wondered if they were related. It didn’t say in the info I found so I moved on to step two. Going to a search engine, I typ
