Chapter 7

He did spot Lou when he arrived and went to join him.

“How do we want to approach this?” Lou asked as they went inside.

“It’s after six, meaning the building manager is gone. So we get someone to buzz us in then do a door-to-door on his floor, on the pretext that we received a call about what sounded like a domestic dispute.”

“Won’t people ask why we’re here, instead of an officer?”

“We work with the domestic violence unit.” Quint smiled slightly. “I doubt anyone will call to check, once we show them our badges.”

“Let’s hope not.”

Quint pressed three buttons before someone buzzed them in without asking who they were. “There’s always one in every building,” Quint said disgustedly, even though it had been what he’d wanted.

When they got to the seventh floor, they did indeed rap on two doors, giving the people who responded their story. Both the man and the woman said they hadn’t heard anything, and thus weren’t the ones who had called the police.