Chapter 9

“I’m Felix, and yeah, I was. Why?”

“My name’s Kevan Martel. I’m a private investigator,” Kevan replied, showing Felix his license. “I’m trying to locate a man who was here, on Friday. He’s missing and his boyfriend hired me find out why.”

“Scott, I bet.” When Kevan nodded, Felix said, “Yeah. I know him and Craig because they come here pretty regularly. Craig was real worried but I couldn’t help him, since I didn’t see Scott leave. I told him that.” Felix turned to an arriving customer, asking to see their ID before letting them in. Then he said, “You look kind of familiar. You’ve been here before.”

“Once in a blue moon,” Kevan admitted. “Is there someone I can talk to about the security you’ve got here?”

“Meaning the cameras, and the alarm on the back door? Yeah. Mr. Johnson. He should be in his office. It’s across from the ladies room.” Felix gestured to the hallway at the back of the club before turning his attention to another customer.