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Chapter 21

“Do you know where I can reach the property owner?” I ask.

She thinks. “His office is out back.”

I jot down notes as she talks.

“I hope you find whoever did this,” she says, before retreating back into her apartment. “They deserve to be punished.”

In this line of work, I want to tell her there are no guarantees. None of us behind the badge can make promises. Most of the time they turn out to be false.

* * * *

I am alone in the hallway, finishing a thought in my notepad before I head to the end of the hall and open the door to the stairwell.

Staring down the flight of stairs to the bottom, an idea grabs me: What was Cora doing in the basement alone?

Laundry?

Possibly, I think, but doubtful.

Something smells fishy.

* * * *

Cora Findings’ body is covered in a white sheet and wheeled out on a stretcher as I stand on the sidewalk with the police chief and other curious onlookers from the neighboring block.