Jake Randolph in "Requiem For A Stripper" Pt. 177

Jen Ann was looking at me with sleepy eyes. Her make-up was smeared and her hair looked like a rhododendron bush after a hurricane, and she still resembled a fashion model.

"What is it, Jake?"

"Nothing. Let's go to bed."

"Jake, people don't call at 4:30 in the morning for nothing."

I didn't want to tell her, because her mind would instantly go to Honey being murdered as well. But that was looking more and more likely, and maybe Jen Ann needed to face up to that.

"Debra Snow from The Giant Clam. They fished her outa the harbor."