.. who flew off... with the car?"
"I haven't heard anything."
Glancing up at the sky, Davies said, "God, I hope she wasn't still hanging
onto that car when it blew. I was looking right at it, but it was too far up...
Do you think she...?"
"No idea," said Cade. "Later."
With that, he headed back up the steps and into the hotel, where he gave
Davies' info to Avery and refilled his coffee cup, then sat down in a corner of
the cafe with an incident report form to wait for Lieutenant Bain.
Chapter Two
Mandi Steele had landed behind a support column in the drive-through of the
Rivage Hotel, then stepped out to briefly join a group of costumed
conventioneers on their way up the walkway ramp.
As she neared the taxi at the front of the line, she spun the two-foot piece
of pvc tubing she'd found behind the column like a baton. Letting it escape her
grasp in the direction of the taxi gave her a pretext for going through the
motions of pretending to look for it as she studied the car.
The paint was new, but the car wasn't. It was full of luggage and rode so
low that it must have had a ton of extra weight aboard.
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