54I unlocked my office door and stepped inside.
Pat stopped dead at the threshold. “What, you got bit by a vampire? Can’t deal with sunlight?”
“My neighbor Kevin keeps this house under tight surveillance.”
I pointed at the lowered mini blinds.
“His upper level windows face mine. He logged you in when you arrived. He’s speculating why you’re here.”
“Attentive neighbors are a great resource for an investigator,” Pat said. “But I don’t like them reporting on me. Leave those blinds down.”
“I will. And you’re right. Kevin’s nosiness came in handy. He signed a statement confirming that I arrived home at four-thirty on July second.”
Pat understood that I was firming up my alibi in case Dooley lied about me.
He nodded approvingly. “Nice work.”
I put the overhead fan-light on the brightest
