Chapter 11

Several urgent messages were on my desk when I got back from the morgue. Good—urgent was appropriate.

Austin Sylvester from CSU. Preliminary report in. Some reports: from AP, local television stations. Even the woman from the chronicle who had left her card.

I picked a grilled chicken and pear salad I had brought up as I dialed Lee back." Only good news," I joked,! As his voice came on the phone.

"In that case, I can you a nine hundred number. For two bucks a minute they will tell you anything you want to hear."

I could hear it in the time of his voice." You got nothing?"

Tons of partials, Moo," The CSU chief replied, meaning inconclusive prints his team had lifted from the room." the bride's, the groom's, the assistant Manager's housekeeping's"

you dusted the bodies?" I pressed the killer had pulled Lizzy Harry's body up off the floor," and the box of champagne?"

"of course. Nothing. somebody was careful,"

"what about off the floor? fibers, shoeprints,"