Chapter 16
Doyle
He’d had enough of greeting card designers for one day and decided to try a different supplier. This one dealt in custom wrapping paper, unique gift tags, and an assortment of goods for parties and semiformal occasions. Nancy Hamm worked out of an office in Center City Philly in a new high rise on Rittenhouse Square. Rent in this part of town wasn’t cheap, so Doyle knew Nancy was doing well. Very well.
He was glad he’d parked on Sansom in a free spot not far from this building. When he entered the high rise, the gleaming chrome made him blink. It was also blazing hot, forcing him to open his coat. Stopping at the front desk, he asked the waxy-skinned, squat attendant where Hamm’s office could be found. The man pointed toward a wall and said, “Around behind that wall you
