Chief Inspector Johnson and his sergeant pulled up outside the hotel and hurried inside. In his mind, he knew he wasn"t going to find Agnes there, but they had to start somewhere.
“No, she isn"t in her room,” said the receptionist, replacing the phone on its cradle. “Could she be in one of the public rooms?”
“She isn"t in any of the rooms.” Sergeant Andrews shook his head as he rejoined his boss. He had gone off to peer into the rooms on the ground floor while Alan made enquiries at the desk. “Perhaps she"s just gone for a walk,” he suggested.
“Then why didn"t she answer her phone?”
“The battery might have run out.”
“It can"t have. She told me she charges her phone every night.”
“Maybe she forgot last night.” Andrews ventured.
“No. Her phone rang, but she didn"t answer and it went t
