“Which doesn’t make any sense,” Craig said. “If we’re right and he’s alive, and he has to be, he’ll need money.”
“There is one other possibility. One we’ve already talked about which makes at least some kind of sense,” Kevan replied. “Someone who works at the club killed him, waited until the club closed, then disarmed the back door security long enough to take his body out. As we said, it could have been hidden in a stall until then.”
“Wouldn’t that mean it had to be one of the security people who work for Mr. Johnson? Who else would know how to turn the security off?”