Chapter 3
“You look pleased with yourself,” Kelly said when Jake arrived at the office Monday morning. “Did the stakeout work last night?”
“It did. The punk’s in jail and Mr. Fry is a happy client.”
“Nice. Other than that, how was your weekend?”
Jake shrugged as he crossed to his desk. “The usual.”
“Jake.” She came over, resting a hip on his desk. “Try again. Remember, I can read you like a book.”
“Unfortunately,” he grumbled. “If you must know, I went to the zoo yesterday afternoon.”
“Uh-huh. And I took a trip to the moon.”
“I did. Honest.”
“What brought that about, or should I ask who?” she replied with a knowing grin.
“A guy I met at the bar near my place Friday night.”
“The Copper?”
He nodded. “We got to talking and ended up deciding to kill part of Sunday doing something m
