ChaPeter 12

Inspector Moo's POV

I wrapped around Battery, heading away from the bay. I had nowhere to go, but my hands seemed to act on their own, leading me somewhere. Flashes of murdered bride and groom flickered in my head. Ecohoes of Kelvin. I had finally called Doctor, Bradly spiff, the hematologists for an appointment.

I was approaching sitter, and I turned. Suddenly I knew where I was heading, I pulled into union square. Without even trying, I found myself in front of The brightly lit entrance of the Hyatt.

I badged the manager and took the elevator up to the thirtieth floor.

A single uniform guard sat in front of the Mandarin Suite. I recognized him, Aruther Benzene our if central. He stood up as he saw me approach." Nowhere to go inspector?"

A crisscrossing barrier of yellow tape blocked the entrance to the Mandarin Suite. Benzene gave me the key. I peeled off a band or two tape and slipped under the rear. I turned the lock and I was inside.