Chapter 7They took Interstate one-ninety-five; then Route 35 and were in Asbury Park forty five minutes later. Bull knew Jamie had left his car in the Paramount parking lot so they went there first. He got out of Bull’s Suburban.
“We’ll have to go ask the cops for my key. They didn’t give it back to me last night. It probably got mixed up with someone else’s stuff but I brought my spare.”
Jamie began to take Mischief’s things out of Bull’s SUV.
Bull looked at the Nissan Versa.
“Could you have bought a smaller car?” Bull’s voice dripped with sarcasm.
“Yeah, I was looking for a SmartCar but Mischief wouldn’t fit in the back seat. Look, I’ll take my car and go to the police station to find out about the other key. You go on to the club. I don’t need to hang around you to be insulted. I’l
