Part 277 (2/2)

and studied the cramped handwriting. Within five minutes, he was

standing in his father's office watching Lou read the letter.

Dear Detective Kesselring,

You investigated the death of Brian Mc,4voy's son. I'm sure

you remember the case. I remember it also. If you're still

interested, you should come to London and talk to me. I know

all about it. It was my idea, but they made a mess of it. If you

will pay for information, we can work out a deal.

Yours truly,

Jane Palmer

”What do you think?” Michael demanded.

”I think she might have known something.” Lou adjusted his gla.s.ses and

read the letter through again. ”She was six thousand miles away when it

went down, and we could never tie her to it. But He had always

wondered.

”The first postmark's just a few days before her body was found.

According to the lawyers the letter bounced around because of the

incomplete address then ended up with the rest of her papers. Over

eight months,” Michael said in disgust.

”I'm not sure it would have made a difference if it had been eight days.

She'd still have been dead.”

”If she was telling the truth and knew who killed the kid, someone could

have gotten to her. Someone who didn't know she'd send off a letter. I

want to see the report, talk to the investigating officer.”

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