Chapter 5
Around nine Monday morning I called the electronics firm where Wilmer worked, asking if I could make an appointment to talk with him. The receptionist said he wouldn’t be back in his office until Tuesday, which was all I needed to know. I hung up and told Dora I was ready to see Mr. Kelly, one of my regular clients.
By the time one-thirty came around, I’d dealt with three clients in person, and several by phone. It was time to close up shop for the day. I went home and changed into casual clothes. Given the temperature, I wore my peacoat and a watchcap. Then, after I’d set the alarm and locked up, I went down to the garage to get my car and proceeded on to Wilmer’s place.
I took the easy way this time. No boat rented—just a stroll around the lake. I figured the fact the commun
