The money I’d found in the brown envelope was no longer on my desk. I’d dashed down here, bringing Kelly with me, between the time I’d called 911 and the arrival of the first squad car, stuffed the money back into the wall and replaced the panel. I’d had her stand outside the office door while I did it.Just as well, because the police were all through the house. There were only so many questions I wanted to deal with.I dialed Fiona.“Hello? Glen? Good God, do you know what time it is?”“I need a favor.”I could hear Marcus, on the other side of the bed. “Who is it? What’s going on?”“Shh! What kind of favor? What are you talking about?”“I’d like you to look after Kelly for a while.”I could sense Fiona trying to figure out what I was up to. Maybe she’d return to her earlier suspicion, that I wanted Kelly out of the house so I could have a woman over.“What’s the problem?” she asked. “Have you decided you do want to send her to school here?”“No,”
