CHAPTER TWENTY
She dialed up Agent Moulton as she sped her car toward the coroner’s office. The fact that they were holding on to the body because of lack of any leads was going to turn out to be extremely helpful. Of course, she had no idea how much longer they could hold the body. No more than another day or so, surely.
Maybe that would be all the time she needed, though.
Moulton answered on the second ring. “Find anything worth mentioning?” he asked.
“Yes. Did you go out for drinks?”
“Yes indeed.”
“How many have you had?”
“I’m on my second.”
“I need you to stop and meet me at the coroner’s office.”
“You get a break?” he asked.
“I don’t know for sure.” She filled him in on finding the receipt and making the somewhat educated leap that connected it to the conversation Kim Wieldi
