Chapter 20

“He said the door was unlocked.”

Reed slammed his saucer down on the credenza. “Jim doesn’t do unlocked doors.”

Bear said quietly, “I know…there’s more. In the beginning of the evening, Jim felt as if Caleb was expressing a slight disappointment in Jim’s preparation.”

“Jesus, Bear, someone who shows up an hour early for dinner should be happy they aren’t told to take a time out in the corner. It puts the whole schedule of the evening in complete disarray. It’s bad enough Jim has to deal with that here, he doesn’t need it at home, and to reproach him about it…what an asshole,” Reed hissed. “But what set the kid’s hackles up? Isn’t much to go on besides him being a poorly raised son of a bitch?”

Bear squirmed a bit in his seat. Reed was in awe. Bear never squirmed. “It’s Brian. He has this thing.”