CHAPTER XIIIDear Mayor Munrooney
Timuroff picked Pete up at the airport at ten fifteen next morning. Pete was alone, Olivia having decided to stay over one more day to do the zoo again, and he regarded Timuroff reproachfully.
“I told you so,” he said. “You ran me off to Disneyland so you could have the fun of chasing down our phantom all by yourself!”
Timuroff, the night before, had spent a good half hour at bedtime soothing Liselotte, who was beginning to worry for his safety. Now he apologized to Pete with an almost convincing sincerity; and, between the airport and the city, told him everything except Guthrie’s name. That, he explained, was a point of honor, but promised that in due time all would be revealed.
“Reese Guthrie,” Pete said disgustedly. “Ledenthal’s partner, and Hemmet
