“The owner?”
“Bingo.”
“They checked out anybody who had access to keys, Kate. They were all clean.”
“Yeah, well, we’ll see about that.”
* * *
The Mitchell corporate offices were located in the heart of the city in the prestigious and posh Cooper Building.
She walked up to the receptionist’s station and asked for the senior Mr. Mitchell’s office. Stepping into the elevator, she rode to the twenty-seventh floor and walked into his office.
His secretary looked up at Kate over her half-glasses, like a librarian who’s sure she’s found the perfect candidate to be loud in the library.
“May I help you?”
“I’d like to see Mr. Mitchell.”
“Do you have an appointment?”
“No, but I think he’ll see me.”
“Why is that, miss?”
“It’s about the murder that took place in his downtown building. The one I live in.”
“Just a moment.” She picked up the phone and buzzed his office.
Moments later he came out of his office. “Miss Quinn. What a surprise to find out it’s you who wants to see me.”
“I have a few questions for you, if you have a few minutes.”
“Certainly.”
Kate was ushered into his office, and she sat in one of the posh chairs.
“What can I do for you?”
“I want to know who has control of the master key for our apartments.”
“Why, I do, of course.”
“Where are they kept?”
“In my safe here in the corporate offices.”
“Who has access to that safe?”
“Just me.”
“Your son doesn’t have the combination?”
“Ken? What does this have to do with Ken?”
“I’m just asking the question, Mr. Mitchell.”
“Is this about the burglaries?”