7 NOSEBLEEDS
“Thank you, sir,” I heard someone say behind me. “We’ll be in touch if we need any more information.” I turned and saw Chief Dalton ushering a man out of the lounge next to the office. He caught sight of me, walked back inside, and shut the door. He wasn’t going to get away from me that easily.
I seized my purse and Ben’s beer and pushed the door open. Mrs. Moto ran in and jumped on the windowsill. The chief wasn’t anywhere to be seen. He was stealthier than I would have guessed. There was a kitchenette at the back of the lounge. I decided to tuck Ben’s beer in the fridge and give it back to him later. I turned to close the door and saw the chief standing behind it rubbing his nose.
“Oh, there you are,” I said. “What are you doing hiding back there?”
“I went to get my br
