She pulled her jacket back on and slid into her chair.
“Very impressive,” Lindsey repeated. “Very admirable. But about the credit card.”
“Right.” Whelan grinned in a manner that Lindsey was unable to fathom. “Last Thursday I left work at the usual time and headed for Starwest. I went through my usual routine.”
“Please walk me through that.”
Whelan heaved a long-suffering sigh. “Checked in, picked up a couple of towels, went down to the locker room and changed to my gym outfit.”
“Did you carry a gym bag with you?” Lindsey asked.
Whelan shook her head. “I keep a couple of outfits at Starwest. They run everything through the laundry for me, it’s part of their service.”
Lindsey jotted a note.
“Back up to cardiovascular for my warm-up on the stationary bike. Did a few miles on the bike,
