18: Change At Dawn
"IF they're not going to open it," Feather said resolutely, "I am." He turned the handle and pushed at the door. It swung inward, revealing a section of the lighted apartment. Feather went inside and turned to call to the other three waiting without:
"Come in, all of you! They've gone upstairs, or somewhere."
"Probably somewhere," Gees said to himself as he went in. He looked at his wrist watch. There was a heavy task yet to be done, but it was not yet an hour past midnight, and dawn was still far off.
"Not here, obviously," Feather said, looking round the apartment in which not so much as a cat could have hidden. He lifted his voice and shouted toward the staircase in the corner—"McCoul? Mister McCoul?"
He waited, but there was no response, no sound of any kind. Ge
