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Chapter 13
13 Under normal conditions, with the protected courtyard adjacent and another floor above, Lisa’s kitchen was well insulated from outdoor sounds. (I hadn’t heard the thump of bass from a single passing car, but maybe none of the males in the neighborhood were of prime s****l display age.) These were not normal conditions. The winds weren’t quite howling yet, but they were heading in that direction. A pair of wind chimes we’d missed in the courtyard were about to explode, and the rhythmic tapping of something against an upper story window needed investigation. A big branch landed on the back overhang with a bang, and we all jumped. We were running out of time. Ray’s list had seven possible locations. We’d spread out a map on the kitchen table to get oriented and see the sites in relation
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