CHAPTER 10
WHEN THE SIRENS sound, the admiral sits at the Officers’ Club and has just finished his lunch. He dashes outside and gets into the Suburban.
“Does this happen often?”
The driver nods. “Since the assassination attempt, yes. I’ll take you to your quarters. You’ll need to stay away from windows until the second siren.”
As they pull into the driveway, the second siren sets off with rapid beeps.
“That means all clear, sir. You can move freely now.”
“Thank you.” Parker leaves the car and walks to the stoop. Deep in thought, he opens the door. The evidence box sits atop the coffee table. Hopefully, this case is like a jigsaw puzzle. Once you have the edges, the rest falls into place. Maybe this box holds the edges.
He takes a bottle of water from the refrigerator and sits in fro
