Back in the operations center, MacFarlane added his notes to the information gathered thus far. Price zeroed in first on the presence of Councilman Ruiz outside Hayden’s hotel room Friday evening.
“Wonder what he was up to,” he muttered. “Somehow I don’t see him hobnobbing with Hayden. Any connection between him and this woman who says Hayden was down on Hispanics?”
“Not that I know of,” Rhys said.
“We’ll have to check it out. And find out if we can where he was on the rest of Friday evening. Then there’s that sighting: a tall blonde. That could be Andrea. And you just found out what her connection with Hayden is.”
“Mm hmm.” Rhys nodded, but didn’t add what he was thinking: that Andrea had complained that Hayden was pressuring her, too, to work for him.
Price looked at the clock. It w
