CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
Before I could delve into the matter of Kandinsky’s son, I had business to attend to.
I grabbed the Blaine file, stuffed the photo of Terry inside, and readied myself for an excursion.
By the time I hit the road, it was close to 1030 hours. I headed straight to Terry’s apartment. I needed to give it one last look to make sure I hadn’t missed a clue.
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