Chapter 11

“Where, Craig?” Kevan asked. “And how could he have stayed hidden all this time?”

“Maybe…Maybe he waited until the next day, and then walked out like any other customer?”

“Something to consider. I’ll talk to Mr. Johnson tomorrow and ask if he’d mind looking at the tapes for the front entrance, from right after the club opened Saturday for, say, another hour, to see if Scott shows up on them. If that’s what happened, he probably would have strolled out casually, so he didn’t get any attention.”

“Hoping I hadn’t reported him missing and the police didn’t show up.”

“Them, or you. Quite honestly, though, I don’t think it’s what happened. Why would he have pulled a trick like that to begin with?”

“I don’t know!”