He asked the techs a few questions. It appeared from the evidence that the assailant had not entered further into the room, had touched very little, if anything. They were dusting for prints on the doorbell and the door. It was conceivable the attacker had avoided touching much of anything. Had he (or she) rung the bell, or knocked?
There was a peephole in the door. Logic dictated Hesterberg wouldn’t have just opened the door to anybody; it likely was someone he recognized and knew. Maybe even was expecting.
Frank looked around for the phone. It was resting on the kitchen counter. Was there a pad? Perhaps he had written something down? No, nothing to be found. No notes, not even on the refrigerator. Nothing written anywhere.
Just that crazy note. IT’S HER FAULT.
What did that mean? Was
