Chapter 78

He replaced the ledger in the drawer, but left the false bottom open a bit so the police would be able to find it if they looked carefully. Then he picked his way through the debris and left the shop, remembering to lock the door behind him.

"Well?" Mari greeted him in a whisper as he made his way over to the fire escape where she was crouched.

"It's been sold," he told her. He transformed, then quickly grabbed the jeans she held out to him and pulled them on.

"Did you get a name?" She handed him his shirt.

"Albert Delmonico," he answered as soon as the fabric cleared his face. Then he took his socks and boots and donned them as well.

Mari still hadn't spoken. He touched her cheek with one finger. "What's wrong?"