“Thanks, but we both decided that driving will probably not only be less of a hassle but will probably take less time. Plus we won’t have to rent a car. We’ll save our gas and hotel receipts for reimbursement.”

“Fair enough. Where is Scott?”

“He’s still at St. Tim’s trying to track down someone who might have seen Mandy or Garth at the emergency vehicle dock. He’s talked to some of the EMTs who were on shift that Monday. The guys and gals he talked to said they were too busy concentrating on what they were doing to notice a few strays.”

“Good to know that EMTs take their jobs seriously.”

“Good for society, bad for us.” Marge stretched. “I’ll go make that call to Lonnie Silver at Vegas Metropolitan. Also, I have some information on the Beretta you gave me yesterday.” When he looked blank, she said, “The one from Hannah’s mugging?”

“Oh, right. Stolen of course.”

“Of course. Two years ago. It belonged to…” She checked her notes. “Dr. Ray Olson of Pacific Palisades. We’re running it through ballistics. I’ll let you know if we get some hits.”

“It would be nice if something positive came out of it.”

“How’s Hannah doing?”

“She seems okay.” He shook his head. “What a terrible thing to go through. I should have been more sympathetic to her.”

“Why don’t you bring her some flowers. That’s always a crowd-pleaser. There’s a florist a few blocks away. I’ll pick up something sweet like sunflowers.”

“What would I do without you?”

“Don’t even go there.” Marge laughed. “By the way, Chuck Tinsley called. He wants his jewelry back.”

His brain cells finally sparked. “Marge, where’d you find the jewelry?”

“Where?”

“Yeah, where in his apartment. Was it in plain sight?”

“I think it was in his underwear drawer.”

“In a bag or what?”

Marge thought. “Yeah, they were in a paper lunch bag.”

“And you itemized them?”

“Of course.”

“And you gloved up when you sorted through them?”

“Absolutely. Didn’t want to ruin any DNA if one of the pieces was from Adrianna.”

Decker nodded. “Tell Tinsley we misplaced the pieces but we have a list of the items. If the stuff is permanently lost, we’ll replace them for cash value. And at the current price of gold, he shouldn’t complain.”

“Are the pieces lost?”

Reaching into his desk drawer, he pulled out the paper evidence bag with the jewelry. “Look for yourself.”

“What’s up, Pete?”

“When did Tinsley’s mother die?”

“I have no idea.”

“Why would a guy like Tinsley keep his mother’s jewelry? Some of these pieces look valuable. There’s a big gold bracelet studded with rubies and there’s a necklace pendant—an R made out of diamonds. Those could bring in some bucks. Does Tinsley look like the sentimental type to you?”