CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Trouble Looming“The coroner released the body.” Detective Sanders stood in front of Hana, blocking her way up the main staircase. “We eventually contacted his wife through a colleague and she’s on her way.”
Hana paused with her hand on the banister, the stairs blurring as she focused on the lengths of wood beneath her boots. The detective stood at the dogleg to the first floor, his sidekick two paces behind him. Hana swallowed and dug her fingers into the curved oak. Her mind scrambled for a reply, but nothing emerged. She switched it for a question instead. “Did Alfie and Leslie get back into their apartment?”
Sanders nodded. “Yeah. The fingerprint guy finished. I just let them back in. The place has been tossed, but there’s nothing else to see. They shouldn’t use the
