 I combed that house like a head of hair and I didn't find the will. But I did find some pay there. A letter written on distinctive stationery. That little buzz I get in my sort of plexus told me that I'd solved a murder. That letter and that interview with Angela Mullins in my office added up to a pointing finger which I followed right out of the house. I was on the trail of the missing strongbox. I called Urban, gave him a hot tip on murder...