Chapter 2

“I’m sorry, querido,” Jordan said. “I’ve had a bad morning. I’m a bit grouchy.”

Malcolm smiled. “It’s okay. What did you order?”

“A Caesar salad with chicken. You want the same?”

“Yeah, except shrimp instead of the chicken.”

Jordan waved down the passing waitress. Besides his salad, Dusty ordered a burger and fries. They both ordered iced teas.

“So, is a case not going well?” he asked, sipping his tropical iced tea.

“You could say that,” Frank said. “A promising lead turned out to not be so promising.”

Jordan grimaced. “The case might go cold.”