Chapter Eleven
Canberra, the nation’s capital, is for the most part, considered a government town. It is a city overburdened with politicians, public servants, foreign embassies and assorted consular officials.
As he and Francis left Police Headquarters, he wondered if they would find answers in Eddie’s motel room. He hoped they would—an early breakthrough would be welcomed. The first twenty-four to forty-eight hours of an investigation were the most critical. The more time that elapsed without a significant breakthrough, the colder the trail became.
Outside, although the sun shone superficially, it was far from warming. A distinct chill blanketed the winter morning. Chap watched the pedestrians, their breath steaming in the icy morning air as they scurried, hunched inside bulky overcoa
