Chapter 32
Brittany Pov
The news of Linda Chen's murder is all over the city. For two days now everyone has been talking about Linda Chen, her death in a shooting at a gentleman's strippers club, the police had no leads, the empty chairs at her table, the blood stains on her table.
Stories like that flare up and die down. Only the people involved keep remembering.
I wasn't one of the grieving. I had paid someone to handle a problem.
The fee had been outrageous for what should have been cheap information on Adrian. It felt like theft, and I don't tolerate being cheated.
Linda had known too much. She had seen my face, knew I'd been asking questions about Adrian, and could connect pieces I needed kept separate. If anyone else approached her with money her loose mouth would definitely
