CHAPTER 4It wasn’t really that late, it was just feeling that way already. His next stop was the State University, which seemed a logical step in trying to track down information about Max Hesterberg.
He decided he’d start with the administration offices, out of courtesy, and work his way down to the English Department and some of Max’s colleagues.
The first person to meet with him was Dean Marian Wormley, a lean, dignified woman with a well-styled mane of silvery hair. She greeted Frank in the reception area with a look of deep sadness.
“Detective, we’ve all heard the news about dear Doctor Hesterberg and we are all devastated. What a horrible thing.” She motioned to a large maroon velvet upholstered sofa and they both sat down.
“Yes, ma’am,” Frank replied seriously.
“‘Dean’ is fine,
