Chapter 61

The detective blew out a weary-sounding breath. "Early this morning, the police station received a call from the Step Back Inn with reports of strange noises coming from inside one of the motel rooms."

"Okay..."

"Coming from inside Cass's room. That's where she's staying."

My familiar spied my half-full cup of coffee I'd set on the table that morning. While watching me carefully, he tap-tap-tapped it closer to my application.

Such a fluffer-stinker! I glared down my nose at him as I scooped the mug off the table and poured the remnants into the sink.

"What kind of strange noises?" I asked the detective.

"Thumping. Thudding. The clerk said it sounded like someone was building a robot."