Moreau's breath hitched and began to give up on continuing the rest of the way down the second floor hallway. She had woken up a little late in the day because of the events of last night. There was something to ask Barbara about the jacket the woman had borrowed, but her mother's whereabouts were nowhere to be found. Moreau didn't know whether she should venture into the woman's room or not. The suspicion that Barbara, as well as her stepfather, had already left for the office seemed to be pressing very hard.
Moreau thought-she needed to do things quietly and later... would tell Barbara via voice mail. The jacket she wanted right now was one of her late father's prized possessions. She couldn't stand it if Barbara didn't intend to give her instructions on how to return it. Either she for
