Her Barking StudChapter 8
Under pressure from Weird Stanley, Jan led him into her house, her thoughts really more on the whereabouts of her dog than on the tall, cadaverous and mentally retarded bartender. She pushed him down on the couch, asked him if he wanted a beer, got him one when he managed to nod assent, and then asked him what he wanted. "I got a message from Davis and Lester," he said. "They tried to call you, but you didn't answer." "So they sent you to see, me?" Jan asked skeptically. "Well, I...