12 Chapter 12

“Yeah.” Lorne’s shoulders slumped. “But I have to start somewhere, and they did get together here sometimes, according to Kyler, so…”

“Got it. But if you don’t know what he looks like.” I spread my hands.

“As I said, I do, sort of.” Lorne took out his wallet, removed a picture, and handed it to me. Obviously taken in less than optimum lighting, it showed two men, their arms around each other’s waists. I figured one of them was Kyler because he bore a striking, if shadowed, resemblance to Lorne. The other man was half turned away from the camera, smiling at Kyler. The only distinguishing feature, other than too-long brown hair, was his nose. It reminded me of an actor, although I couldn’t put a name to him. I traced it with my finger.

“Adrian Brody,” Lorne said.

“That’s who! Reading my mind?” I asked.