Chapter 9
“I thought of something as I was getting ready for bed,” Spence said when he and Gregg were in Gregg’s car, on their way to the apartment building where Leo Fowler had lived ten years ago. “How did the guy who gave us the file know we’d be interested in Fowler?”
“Now that, Spence, is a good question. We’ll have to ask him the next time we see him.”
“What if, and this is way out there, he’s Fowler.”
“I doubt it. If he was, why call attention to himself?”
“True. I wish to hell we’d found something it the police files that told us why Dad was killed. I mean, I’m certain, with all that’s happening now, that it wasn’t merely a robbery that went bad.”
“I agree. But at the time that was the logical conclusion. Especially after Fowler’s testimony.”
“It makes me wonder, since the d
