CHAPTER NINE
Mackenzie was reading over the final report on Clive Traylor, wondering where she went wrong, when Porter stepped into her office. He still looked a little disgruntled from the morning. Mackenzie knew he’d been sure Traylor had been their guy and he hated being wrong. But his constant irritable mood was something Mackenzie had gotten used to a long time ago.
“Nancy said you were looking for me,” Porter said.
“Yes,” she said. “I think we need to pay a visit to the strip club that Hailey Lizbrook worked at.”
“Why?”
“To speak with her boss.”
“We’ve already spoken to him on the phone,” Porter said.
“No, you spoke to him on the phone,” Mackenzie pointed out. “For a grand total of about three minutes, I might add.”
Porter nodded slowly. He stepped fully into the office, clos
