Chapter 31
There were days when she really did not like being cooped up in a tiny room, with little space to maneuver around the boxes and stacks of files. Where clients didn't demand so much of your time and attention, and then give so little in return. Where you constantly feel under-appreciated and under-rewarded. Today was one of those days.
Taylour did her best to answer the phone and do her other work, but by lunch time she was exhausted and decided to call it quits. She looked one more time at the statement, dialed the number for the tenth time, and for the tenth time she got a fast busy signal. She made a note to herself to contact someone she knew on the police force who owed her a favor so that she could do a trace on any phone records that might exist, but she didn't have much
