He’d already packed whatever was left of Hunter’s clothes in Dimas’ suite.
A gentle opening of hotel room door and a moment later, Hunter was in the room.
“Well?” Dimas asked.
“Hotel security said the police hadn’t released the room yet, so I can’t get any of my personal belongings or remove anything. I’m not sure if they’re finished. I saw black powder in Carl’s room. I was able to look and see what they’ve done but just for a few seconds. They asked where Carl’s golf clubs were because they weren’t with the hotel, and I told them I wasn’t sure.”
“Why would they want to know that?”
“I have no idea. I left them with the bell captain after the tournament. I can’t believe they’re missing.”
“Maybe Carl took them before he—”
“Died?”
“I haven’t checked the house to see if he went back. With all the construction and renovation, I’d be surprised.”
Dimas scratched his head. “Why would Carl renovate the place if he was heavily in debt?”