Chapter 17

Reid waited until he was certain he was safely in the building before taking off, heading to the hotel where Trask had been killed. There were the usual compliment of gawkers hanging around outside, even though Reid was certain the body had been moved to the morgue a couple of hours earlier. Thankfully, as far as he was concerned, there were no reporters, which he figured had to do with the fact the murder had been discovered around eight and it was now almost midnight. They would have left by ten-thirty, after interviewing the police for their nightly news programs.

He went inside, flashed his ID at the desk clerk, asked where the police were, then walked down the hallway where the clerk pointed.

An officer he knew stopped him before he got to the restroom, saying, “You’re like a bad penny, Reid. You always show up. I can’t let you inside, but I’ll tell Daniels you’re here.”