Mary Louise’s eyes narrowed until they were only slits; she was thinking deeply. Mary Green—alias Miss Jackson! The next step was to find out whether Pauline Brooks too had a different name at this hotel!
Maybe at last she was on the right track.
CHAPTER X
In the Dead of Night
“How about a movie?” suggested Max, as the young couple left the hotel dining room.
“Oh no, Max,” replied Mary Louise. “No, thanks. I have to work now. I’m going to stay right here.”
“In the hotel? Doing what?”
“Some investigating.”
“You think that young man is guilty? He looked honest to me.”
“No, I don’t believe he’s guilty. I—I’ll explain later, Max, if anything comes of my investigations.... Now, run along and do something without me.”
“Can I see you tonight?”