Leslie unlocked the room door, pocketed the key, entered and dropped her knapsack on the bed. She gave the place the once over. Not much for such a ritzy hotel, but right now, all she needed was the bed. It had been a long day, much too long with the Cobs’ Corners police, and sleep was calling.
But, she had one last thing to do. She unzipped an outer pocket on her knapsack and took out a small address book. She thumbed through it and dialed a number on the night-stand phone.
It rang.
“Madwood here.”
“Frank, it’s Leslie. Did I wake you?”
“No, but ten minutes later you would have.”
“I just wanted to tell you that Ed found Mary. She’s alright.”
“That’s great.”
“Can you meet us at her lab tomorrow around 7pm?”
“Sure, no problem.”
“Ok, see you then. Remember to bring the stuff.”
“Ok, bye.”
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