Once on the second floor, she looked at the carpeting more closely and followed the section with the most shoe imprints. Sure enough, it led to a door at the end of a long hall. It was slightly ajar. Jessie briefly debated whether that met the legal standard for her to go in without being accused of breaking and entering.

After half a second, she decided to worry about that later and pushed the door open. It was clearly Jett’s bedroom, as evidenced by the posters of his various movies, including, The Bridegroom, Farmers Market, and The Bridegroom 2.

The California king bed sat at one end of the huge room, with a view out the balcony doors to the beach and ocean. In the middle of the room was a treadmill, an elliptical machine, and a home gym. Against the other wall was a TV screen a mere third the size of the one in the living room.

She walked around, looking at the end table beside his bed, which had a script, a box of tissues, and a picture of an older couple she assumed were his parents. There was nothing else of personal note anywhere in the area. On the treadmill dashboard was a copy of Entertainment Weekly, open to a review of his latest movie, Wing Man. It got a B-minus.

She moved on to the bathroom. It was bigger than most bedrooms. She found more scripts and entertainment magazines strewn about, but nothing personal. The shower was standard, as was the steam room, other than the fact that he had a steam room.

She turned on the light in the walk-in closet and looked around. It was cavernous. But other than one section with suits and tuxes, almost everything in his wardrobe was casual. There were countless T-shirts and pairs of jeans.

She was just about to turn off the light and rush back down to the living room when she glanced at the far end of the closet, where Jett’s coats rested on hangers. What drew her attention to them was that they were set apart from his other jackets.

Next to the suits and tuxes, he had a windbreaker, a leather jacket, a trench coat, and a ski parka. But at the far end were three heavy overcoats arranged in a line so as to block any view of the wall behind it.

Why does he have three overcoats when he lives in Southern California? Why are they all the way over there? He’s got more than enough room to put them with his other coats over here.

She walked over to check it out. As she got closer, she immediately noticed something. There was a draft.

Jessie was wearing casual slacks and practical flats with ankle-high socks. Just above the top of the sock line, there was the hint of a breeze tickling the exposed skin. When she stopped walking and stood right in front of the overcoats, the cuffs of her pants billowed ever so slightly.