Craig was good enough to call me from his home. I immediately set out on foot and hightailed it down to 24th District Police HQ near Clark and Devon. They weren't talking at 7:30. They knew nothing. Nope. Not a word. Of course not, right?
So I buzz by Grodner's home, 8:15 p.m. Lights on. Ford Taurus parked out front. Hell, he probably didn't even know about this. Might not, still. Mysterious. Mysterious, indeed.
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