"I wonder if Kenton had his tax stuff at home."
"More than likely, especially stuff like that, he wouldn't want that someplace where Walter Chase could get hold of it," Ashley said. "You should call Emily and ask her to check Kenton's office. I don't think she would care."
"That's a good idea. I'll call her tomorrow." Janice finished her beer. "Well, I guess I better get going."
Just as Janice was about to get up; Kim noticed a man that looked familiar to her. "Wait here for a minute." Kim said, got up, and headed to the back of the bar. She saw the man slip out the back exit and hurried to try to catch up with him. By the time she got to the parking lot, whoever it had been was gone.
Kim went back to the table. "I would swear that I just saw Frank Chase, but by the time I got to the back of the bar, whoever it was had gone out the back door and was gone."
"Frank Chase?" Janice said. "Why on earth would he be here?"
"Maybe looking for Damon," Ashley said. "They have become pretty good friends."
Janice looked at her with raised eyebrows.
"Not that kind of friends," Ashley said shaking her head. "Frank is just as homophobic as his father, but Frank had actually gone to school to be a lawyer so he and Damon have a lot in common and often discussed the legal issues involving the company. Frank is very devoted to his wife. Whatever she says goes."
"Hum, that's interesting." Janice opened her phone and called Harold. When he answered, she asked, "Have you seen any movement?"
"Nope. The lights came on in a few rooms when it got dark, but other than that, no one coming or going."
"Okay. I'll check back in later."
"Why would Frank come here looking for Damon if he's that homophobic?" Kim asked Ashley.
"I don't know. But we don't know that it was Frank. You didn't really get a good look at the guy. It could have just been someone who looked like Frank," Ashley said in her lawyer tone. "We can't assume that it was Frank just because the guy looked like him."
"True," Janice agreed. "I do have to get going. I really appreciate you ladies meeting with me tonight. If you hear or see anything else that might be useful, please call me."
"I agree. They were both pretty vague about it. His wife said that Junior had called her and said that he was a friend of Kenton Jenkins'. Damon Butler said that he was a friend and refused to comment more unless we were formally charging him, and if we were, he was getting a lawyer."
"Of course, being a lawyer, he knew we couldn't formally charge him. But that son-of-a bitch is hiding something or someone, I just know it. When I was at the bar with Kim and Ashley just now, Kim thought she saw Frank Chase come in, but she didn't get a really good look at him. I wonder why he would come to the Twister if that was him."
"That is weird. Where are you?" Harold asked.
"I'm on my way out there. When I turn on the Butler's road, I'll call you back and we'll both drive up to the house."
"Got it. See you in a few."
Janice clicked off her phone and slid it into the holder on her visor. When Kim said she thought she saw Frank Chase, something hit Janice's gut. She had a feeling it really was Frank Chase. There was something about the way he had avoided looking at everyone at the funeral. She suspected he was guilty of something. She just wasn't sure exactly what.
Harold pulled out onto the road from his hiding position in a neighbor's driveway when Janice called him to let him know she had turned on the road leading to the Butlers' and Jenkins' houses. When she had told him about the suspected Frank Chase sighting, like her, he had a suspicion about the guy. There was something squirrelly about him, but Harold just couldn't put his finger on it. Maybe he knew something about what was going on with Kenton and was afraid they would question him about it. Maybe they should question him, if he doesn't have anything to hide there shouldn't be a problem, but if he does, he'll probably lawyer up.

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