Chapter 13
Stubbornly, I waited for Fiona to make the first move after that. Though there were a couple of cases that might have benefitted from PAT’s help, I made do with the desktop linkage. Got used to it, even.
But there came a day, about a year after we put Roch behind bars, that I felt compelled to make the trip to the thirteenth floor. Though the work room had all of its usual clutter, there was no sign of Fiona or PAT. But where were they?
I could tell the cleaners had been by from the absence of familiar litter on and under the work-table. Fiona had never been the best house-keeper when it came to her office. I walked over to the work station, noting that Fiona had continued her habit of marking off the days on the calendar. Then I stiffened.
It’s been four days since she w
