““So, what can I do for you, Mr…?”
“Corey. I’m just doing some follow-up.”
She took two coffee cups from the cupboard, put them on a tray, turned to me and asked, “And you’re with the county police?”
“Not exactly.”
She didn’t reply.
I said, “I’m with the FBI.”
She nodded, and I could see she wasn’t surprised or confused. We looked at each other for a few seconds, and I had no doubt that I was talking to the Jill Winslow who swipedA Man and a Woman from the Bayview Hotel five years ago.
I asked her, “Have any other Federal agents called or come by recently?”
She shook her head.
I said to her, “You know why I’m here.”
She nodded.
I said, “Something new has come up, and I thought you could help me out.”
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