“I didn’t know he was,” Cutler said. “What the hell’s been going on here?”
“How do I know? I found it like this. Have you another way out beside the main lobby?”
“Yeah. At the end of the passage and down the fire escape.”
“So whoever did this could have come up that way?”
“I guess so.”
Adams grunted.
“There’s a girl in the opposite room. She might have seen something. Bring her here.”
Cutler hesitated, but the cold, hard light in Adams’ eyes warned him this wasn’t the time to be unco-operative.
He crossed the passage, opened the opposite door.
“Hey, Milly, come here a moment.”