38As soon as Otto walked away, I pulled out my phone, typed in Adrianna’s number, and saved it to my contacts list. I’d have to look into it later.
Then, I waited and watched among the looky-loos, unfairly sidelined from the investigation going on in back of Polka Central. Glynne showed up for work, and I filled her in on what had happened.
Soon enough, the coroner pulled up and hurried under the tape with her silver case of instruments. Next, the same WNKK news crew who’d been on-site for the big meeting the day before came jogging up the street, complete with camera and mic.
As the reporter and cameraman closed in, I decided to leave. The last thing I wanted was to be interrogated on camera about Eddie Sr.’s murder.
“I have to go find Peg,” I told Glynne. “Do you mind holding do
