![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() That man is rich, powerful, and handsome. Now I hear he’s got an Emerald hotel coming soon that’s gonna cost two grand a pop for a night. His latest restaurant has the best food I’ve ever tasted-it set me back a year into retirement to eat there, though. Rubies is Alastair Gem’s latest venture.” “No kidding? That’s neat.” “What’s neat?” “Gem is like the Tony Stark of the Twin Cities. Wes Remington-the manager of Rubies-was at my house. “My sister brought Wes home last night,” I said. It was hard to care much about food when a case consumed me. “I’m ready to hear the details whenever you’re done with that wing.” I sighed, tossing the wing back into the bucket. Jimmy had shiny fingers by the time we returned to the station parking lot. A few minutes later, the tantalizing smell of fried chicken was working its way into the car’s upholstery. ![]() A king-sized pail for Jimmy, a queen for me. We crawled through the drive thru line and put in our orders. “Dare I suggest it be over a bucket of chicken?” I swerved into the left lane and put on my blinker for The Chicken Hut, a fried food joint near the station. “Alastair Gem is not a man you want to offend.” Chapter 9 “Iexpect you’ll fill me in,” Jimmy said as I climbed back into the car. Not to mention, Alastair contributes generously to the police department every year.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Wes cracked his knuckles, then winced and shook out his hand. ![]()
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