Chapter 4Despite his protests, the limousine driver insisted on driving Brian directly to his building. It was only two-thirty in the afternoon, not his usual five-thirty. He saw Miz James through her front window as he mounted the stoop. Brian Murphy hurried to climb the staircase to his furnished room. He did not want a conversation with Miz James. She made him very uncomfortable.
Too bad for me she caught up.
“Home a little early, Mr. Murphy?”
“Yes Miz James, I got the afternoon off.”
“Humph,” she said as she disappeared down the other wing.
He sighed. He got off lighter than he expected. Miz James was usually good for a thirty-minute or longer interrogation. He mounted the stairs up to the fourth floor.
He used a single key to unlock the deadbolt and security lock he had installe
