Chapter 46My plane landed on time at 9:00 a.m. I had my rental car and was on my way by 9:30. Tustin was not far from the airport, and I was driving by Persian Rug Imports within fifteen minutes. It was located in a small industrial section of town. It was the typical industrial park; all the buildings were concrete tilt-ups about five thousand square feet, all located in an area about six blocks square. I drove by, and it appeared deserted. I drove around the block and parked near a corner of a side street under a tree. From this vantage point, I could observe the front door and parking lot. The parking lot was empty of cars, and it looked like no one was there.
My phone went off, an email from Jim Marino, finally. I opened the email and began to read. Persian Rug Imports was a private c
