Chapter 44: Reversionary Interest

By nine fourteen that night, Waverly Place had three police reports and no police. The Ashby Merritt workers had left no names. The dead waiter had left no fingerprints. The ledger had left in a black car whose license plate belonged to a recycling truck in Daly City. Jo stood under the clinic awning, arguing into her phone. "Preservation letters apply before you steal the evidence. That is why the word preservation is in them." She listened, then covered the microphone. "They want me downtown." "Go," Callum said. "The tenants need someone here." "Mrs. Ng has organized a watch schedule." Mrs. Ng sat inside Fong's with the clinic fire extinguisher across her knees. She had refused to return it until the police produced someone more useful. Jo glanced at Sau-lin. "Can she tell us what Vivian ordered?" Sau-lin stood beside the van, which Mara had driven over from Grant and…