I had invited Rebecca and Jeffrey, who was still hanging around in town, to join me at the café that night to celebrate Rebecca's article on the Beatniks being published in the evening edition.
The café was pretty busy again. Most of the former regulars that followed Alex had now returned, along with some more new kids. Mongo was tending bar when the phone rang. I went over and answered it.
"Existential Café?" I said.
"Randolph? It's Harrigan. I need to see you as soon as possible. Meet me at the County Coroner's office. I need you to identify someone."