The occupants of the floor beneath them were probably diving for cover like it was the last day of Pompeii. He turned to Win. 'Did you catch the fact that Greg hadn't paid anything in months?' Win nodded. 'Clearly the fifty thousand dollars he withdrew before his disappearance was not to pay off gambling debts.' 'So what was it for?' 'To run, I imagine.' 'So he knew at least four days before the fact that he was going to take off,' Myron said. 'It would appear so.' Myron thought about that for a moment. 'Then the timing of the murder can't just be a coincidence. If Greg planned to disappear, it can't be a coincidence that the day he takes off is the day Liz Gorman gets killed.' 'Doubtful,' Win agreed. 'You think Greg killed her?' 'The clues point in that direction,' Win said. I mentioned to you that the money had come from an account handled by Marty Felder. Perhaps Mr Felder has an answer.' Myron wondered about that. Big Cyndi suddenly stopped skipping. She hugged Esperanza and made a la-la noise.
