Chapter 16
Now what?” Claudine asked, as we rattled off in the cab.
“We’re only a few blocks from the Capitol. We should speak with your uncle. I want him to find out whether the police are working on the assumption that Anna could still be close by. Besides, he may have word of a new development.”
The ride took a bit longer than anticipated. It was the noon hour, and East Capitol Street was beset with foot and carriage traffic that slowed us to a crawl. Finally, we turned onto the broad drive in front of the Capitol building.
“Which entrance do ya want?” the driver called back.
“The Senate Chamber, if you please,” I said.
“Ladies’ reception room, then, on the eastern side?” he asked.
“Thank you,” I said.
We were grateful for his diligence, as the bracing wind whipped at us along t
