Chapter 38
By eight o'clock in the evening, Jake and Frank had completed the investigation of a homicide at Stateline Liquors. Beat cops had found the nineteen-year-old stock boy four blocks away still carrying the Glock 9mm. A homicide once a month on State Street wasn't unusual for Chasen Heights.
"You didn't have to give ALL the cookies to Janet. You could at least have saved me one," Frank moaned.
"I'm sure Abby has more at home. Quit whining."
"This kid better do some fast confessing. I don't plan on spending all night dancin' around with him."
Jake's cell phone rang. It was Elvis calling to update him on the blurb he had placed in the Korean Today newspaper.
"Anything new?" Jake pulled out a notepad from his shirt pocket. "What time?" He scribbled five-thirty and underlined it. "Call me at the following number." Jake gave him the phone number for the Suisse Hotel. He wanted the conference call to take place in Carl's room.
"Elvis has something?" Frank asked after Jake hung up.
"He set up a conference call at five-thirty in the morning. There's a woman in a town called Yongchou, South Korea, who recognized Hap's picture."
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