night.
At eight the next morning, Jett called.
“Can you come in?”
“My shift doesn’t start until five.”
“I know.”
His voice sounded strange.
“Just come as soon as you can.”
Twenty minutes later, I walked back into Bellamy’s wearing yesterday’s jeans.
I expected another lecture.
Instead, I found Jett standing beside table twelve.
He looked pale.
“What happened?” I asked.
“The cleaning crew found something.”
He held up a small plastic bag.
“It was wedged behind the booth. They almost missed it.”
He hesitated before handing it to me.
