. . it’s just a guess right now, but we have to start somewhere.” Although Grant agreed not to speak to Farah before Slade, he didn’t say anything about not questioning other people in the building. After some research, they discovered that Vivian James, the property manager, was missing her son. It was just a hunch, but if Grant learned anything in his many years in the disposal business, it was that hunches paid off. They decided to pay her a visit. From the outside of the door, they could hear Vivian speaking to someone inside. For a minute they remained silent, trying to hear anything useful. After a while, they knocked on the door, and Vivian opened it with a smile on her face. “Hello there.” She looked at both of them. In her opinion they had the kindest eyes. “Are you boys okay? I mean, the apartment is fine, isn’t it?” “Yes, ma’am.” Grant grinned. “Everything is perfect. We were actually hoping we could talk to you about something private.” She opened the door wider.
