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Sean Hinkle stood before the picture windows of his apartment, staring at San Francisco Bay. Rebecca and Sutter were sitting on the sofa waiting for him to talk to them. As he turned and faced them, his eyes were troubled, even sad.
He crossed the room and poured himself some straight bourbon, asking if either detective wanted to join him. Both refused. After downing the glass, he faced Rebecca. “I’ve heard rumblings about you rocking the boat with some big investors, okay? I mean foreign types—not just Chinese, either. But especially some Saudis and Iranians. They’ve moved their money to Europe but are starting to get nervous over there. It’s important for the city to be welcoming to them. To make it easy for them to buy good property here. Audrey was a key participant in all that. T
