Jake Randolph in "The Naked Beat" Pt. 165

Once I knew they were inside the café, I paid for the paperback, got in the 'vette and drove down the street a block, backing into an alley between a hardware store and a beauty salon. Maybe they positioned them that way so the husband could drop the wife off to get her hair done, then go next door and shop for pliers and hammers. Go figure.

I read the first few chapters of the book I'd just bought until the sun was gone and I couldn't see the words anymore.

It was 11:15 PM when Alex and Skip left...