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Kirsten and I met them down in the lobby.
“Please tell me you caught Marshall,” I said to Zahara. “I could use some good news.”
She frowned. “Sorry, girl. No luck so far. We called the numbers on her phone logs. No one admitted knowing where she was hiding out. Next, we contacted a few former employees. One of them, Amie Summers, gave us an alternative phone number Marshall used to use. I called it and left a message. Some guy called back, saying he recently got a phone with the number. Doesn’t know Marshall or anyone connected to WBW.”
“Damn.”
“Rodeo’s still looking, so don’t give up.”
“I know, but Sadie’s offer of a twenty percent bounty has expired. Oh well. The usual ten percent is still twenty grand.”
“Okay, okay, people,” Juanita said, waving her arms dismissively. “Enough
