CHAPTER TWENTY
An Unwanted ViewHana sat in the truck and used the lever to draw the seat closer to the steering wheel. A button next to the seat could have done it with a single press, but she’d messed up the process when she first asked it to record her preferred settings and couldn’t work out how to change it. Logan had reversed the truck into its usual parking space and Hana drew the seatbelt around her before looking up. The windscreen framed the balcony of Alfred’s apartment and Hana rose up to view Kane’s landing area through its perspective. A row of hedging screened the staff cars from the guest car park nearer the hotel and blocked her view of the gravel in front of the kitchen windows. She felt grateful. It seemed hard enough to keep walking past the crime scene tape, knowing he
