"Did you tell your father someone came to question you?"
"No. Dad and Uncle Tom-I mean, Mr. Peterson have been in court since Monday on a big case and I forgot to tell Dad about it. When the guy didn't come back or leave his card, I figured it was nothing, so I didn't bother to tell them."
The detectives handed her their business cards. "Please have your father or Mr. Peterson contact us." She nodded in agreement. The sound of footsteps and a deep sigh caused them to turn. A young man dressed in a gray tailored suit walked into the reception area.
"Hey, Roger. Can you help these detectives?" she asked. He looked in their direction. "They want to know about the dead-" she glanced at Jess, "they want to know about the deceased woman." She smiled at Jess. "Better?" she asked.
"Yes. Thank
