CHAPTER 26
If Jack Armstrong was on a business trip, why didn't he fly on a commercial airline? I wondered. As much as I had enjoyed sipping tea with Jessie and hanging out with her furry friends, I was bothered by what she'd told me. I still wanted to help Mike and Sandy find out who owned the plane, but it was getting complicated and once I started working on the Glasser case I wouldn't have time for anything else. I hoped Duke's trip to the airport would yield some answers.
It was too late to stop for lunch and I wasn't hungry anyway so I drove straight to my office. Once at my desk, I pored over the attachments to Mike's e-mail but couldn't find any travel expenses on the credit cards or the bank statements. Of course not, that would've been too easy. I did see something odd on the l
