Chapter Eleven
Claudia returned to her hotel room in a foul mood. Part of it might be due to the fact that she still felt three hours out of focus with everything, but the undeniable bulk of it was attributable to the fact that she had no leads at all. The visit to the pay office had turned up nothing new. The safe had been a massive, ancient thing. A close inspection of it had revealed no signs of tampering. Whoever had opened it had used the combination.
Anna Turco had done her best to be helpful. That hadnt helped at all. In spite of her change of attitude, Claudia still did not care for her. It had been a constant strain to have the other woman so close and so solicitous, so eager to answer any questions and to offer information on her own. The last straw had been when shed casuall
