I was out of breath from running up the stairs. She lived above an antique shop in the middle of town, and I didn’t know how she could stand walking up and down those stairs everyday.I dumped everything on her taupe leather sofa, whirled around, and faced her. “I have another interview with Detective Scott today.” I glanced at my watch. “In exactly ninety minutes. I need you to help me prepare. I hope you have some time. If you’d answer your phone or get a cell phone, I’d be able to get in touch with you.”She shut her front door and faced me. “I was in the shower, so I didn’t hear the answering machine. And I hate cell phones.”“I brought bribes.” I pointed at the stuff I’d dropped. “I also brought a notebook to make notes in. And I have all of Russ’s yearbooks. I need to make a list of things to distract the police so I have more time to check into Russ’s past and see who was blabbing to Jim Bob.”“Have you talked to Max yet?” she asked.“No.” I met her gaze.
