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ment was obviously hesitant. ''It's one thing to go to the library and read about something like this in a bunch of dusty old archives, but it's something else altogether to be caught up in the middle of it.'' |
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I reached into my pocket and took out a stack of three by five file cards (another old trick borrowed from Cosmo), filled with the hastily jotted notes made after my early morning encounter with Madden. He had mentioned that the reporters seemed to gravitate to Percy Kramer's drugstore, and I figured there had to be a reason. Maybe the old boy was a real talker and just maybe Brenda could learn something more than Jake had volunteered. I also figured that the old boy might be more inclined to spend his time with a pretty young lady than a bearded old coot like meso Brenda got that assignment. |
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I had two things on my list. First, I wanted to call Lucy, who had access to the main computer in the school's research library. I wanted her to search for the similarities between the locations of the four previous incidents and Chambers Bay. Secondly, I wanted to have a second go-around with young Mister Kelto. In theory at least, he was the night clerk and should have been on duty when the young couple was killed. What had he seen? What had he heard? Was there anything at all unusual? The list went on. |
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