CHAPTER ELEVENI was prepared to find the James Maddigans living in a comfortable home, considering that Ross wasn’t exactly poverty-stricken and that both Sandra and her husband dressed as though they were to the manner born. But I wasn’t prepared for the ultra luxury of their hotel apartment.
An impeccably dressed jerk at the desk of the Marion Arms eyed me superciliously, asked for my name and pursed his lips before condescending to phone up to the Maddigan apartment.
Evidently Sandra Maddigan was at home and evidently she told him to hustle me through. The supercilious look blended into a leer which I didn’t get at the time.
The elevator smoothed me up to the fourteenth floor, and I didn’t have to take the time to look about for Apartment 1400, because there was Sandra, coming down t
