Chapter 2
Jude chained his bicycle to a rack directly in front of Heloise’s Hair House at just after two o’clock on Wednesday afternoon.
“You’re late,” Heloise greeted him when he stepped through the door.
“Only by a couple of minutes.” He threw his denim jacket on the chair at her station and headed for the back where she kept the coffeepot. There were only two customers in the shop besides himself and they were both old women sitting under dryers, their hair done up in curlers for their weekly hairdo.
He brought his cup of coffee over to Heloise’s station.
Heloise was a woman of undetermined age. Or Jude couldn’t figure it out. His friend, Danny, who’d lived in Sutter’s Bay for an eternity, said she’d looked the same when he was just a child. Jude was pretty sure she’d had work done
