"All right, out." Longenbaugh and his nurse began hauling out the stomach pump.
The other two beat a hasty retreat.
"I want to take another look around the office," Kitka said, after he used the clinic phone to call for a team to the crime scene.
Purdue nodded. "Let me call Mary. Dace should have someone here with her."
"Coffee pot looks full," Kitka murmured once they were back inside the flight service's office. The coffee pot sat on a small table next to the rear door. He opened the door and peered out. A path led down to the river.
"So, where'd she get her coffee?" Lanky asked as he too looked at the full pot.
"Good question. What's your morning routine around here?" Kitka asked, closing the door and turning around to face Purdue.
"We're all here fairly early during the summer,
