CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
“Smart thinking, tucking your cell phone in your back pocket,” Ald told Rey, giving her shoulder a slight squeeze, much to Linda’s and my surprise. “That saved you all a lot of time and a major headache trying to get out.”
Yes, smart thinking. Why hadn’t GRP thought to check pockets instead of assuming we kept phones in purses? Rey had called Ald almost immediately and within minutes, police had arrived and broken down the front door, and then the one to this odd narrow room. On a call nearby, Ald himself arrived within fifteen minutes.
The place was being given the once- and twice-over. They’d not allowed us to do much except explain what had transpired. And, amazingly, Ald once again hadn’t lectured about breaking-and-entering but, given the dour expression, we sus
