‘We’ve been close friends since high school.’ Hayes looked up from his notepad. ‘When was the last time you saw him or spoke with him?’ ‘I...was at his shop yesterday afternoon. He knew a lot about old paper. I bought something at the Collins auction I hoped he could help me identify.’ ‘What was that, sir?’ ‘A drawing. Guys, are you sure it was Frank in there?’ Bertoli said, ‘He hasn’t been seen since the fire. His car was in the parking lot. We’re trying to get dental records now, and other. I assumed he was here for me. I walked over to him and said, "I'm TSgt. Cummings, are you here for me?" Yes Sergeant, I am your ride to your home and I have a present for your wife. That present will be delivered exactly fifteen minutes after you walk into your house. You're a little early, I wasn't expecting you for another half hour, but I was called while your aircraft was about an hour out and told of the earlier arrival time. Shall we go?" Yeah, let's do this. I told Vickie I would be home. She’d walk the half block to the Xanadu building, a four story brownstone set with two like brownstones, an embassy and a foundation, on a street lined with tall apartment buildings. She paid the driver, adding a large tip to reward him his silence during the trip. She exited the cab and walked to the building where, shortly, she would see the inside of Xanadu and where she would meet the elusive Roger Fanderpeice. Jane needed to calm herself. She was never nervous before an interview. Her. It had been almost a month now since she moved to the couch. For a while Kent whined about her coming back to bed. Then came the flowers, once a week he would bring home a new bouquet of some sort of flower. Next was jewelry that she could have cared less about. After that he tried taking her out to eat. But Cathryn would rather stay at home. Soon he quit trying to win her back to bed so she stayed on the couch and he slept in the bed. The only people that knew about the sleeping arrangements.