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uncontrollably.
    I gave her a moment as I looked over at the caregiver, Janet, still standing not much farther in than the entryway. I motioned with my hand that she could leave if she liked. She did.
    “Marion,” I asked, “what makes you think that it is, in fact, your father that we found?”
    She looked at me with certainty and unimaginable grief on her face. “He was a juror on the Redding trial.”

Chapter 11
    We requested Marion’s husband to come and pick her up. I told her, as soon as we knew anything concrete, I would be in touch. I also gave her Ed’s number at the medical examiner’s office. I didn’t know if or how she would be able to identify her father, but maybe Ed could speak with her and they could figure something out. I called back to the station and requested a couple more guys, plus someone from our forensic unit. We had motive for the killing if the victim was, in fact, Henry Pullman. We needed to find some evidence to confirm. Hank and I searched over the apartment while Pax gathered a toothbrush Henry Pullman used to clean his dentures, a comb, and a couple dirty glasses from the sink. Using those items, we hoped to get a DNA match.
    I met Hank back out in the dining room. “Anything off, Hank?” I asked.
    “I haven’t found anything. You?”
    I shook my head. “The main bedroom looked undisturbed.” I got Officer Telwan’s attention in the living room. “Telwan, who do you guys have outside?”
    “Officer Meechum was walking the lot. I think Rickson was talking with the man at the security gate. Just those two and me here.”
    “Call Rickson on your radio and see if we can get a log of comings and goings from the front gate since Wednesday. If someone came in with a car, they would have had to pass the guard out there.”
    “Got it, Lieutenant.”
    “What’s our next step?” Hank asked.
    “I don’t think he was taken from the apartment here. Let’s check back with Janet Crowe and see if she knows the route he takes from the bingo hall back to his room. Maybe we can find something along the way.”
    “Sure,” Hank said.
    “Telwan, do you want to hang out with Pax here until he’s through? We’ll get this place locked up after.”
    He nodded.
    Hank and I headed back to the reception desk to have Janet Crowe paged. The woman behind the front counter told us it would take a minute, so we waited on Janet’s return.
    “Think our victim is this Pullman?” Hank asked.
    “Makes sense,” I said.
    “Why wait thirty years to attack a member of the jury? Twenty some years after Redding is dead?”
    “If that’s what we’re dealing with, someone is doing this to honor Redding.”
    Janet came down the hall and stopped when she got to Hank and me. “How is Marion?” she asked.
    “We had her husband pick her up.”
    “Do you think what she said is right? Is the body you found Mister Pullman?”
    “We just don’t know until we get a DNA match. We called you back down for a little more help. Did Mister Pullman have a usual route from bingo back to his apartment? Or maybe even any places in the facility where he would normally be? We just want to do one more sweep for evidence before we leave.”
    “I can give you the walk around. I’m not sure if he had a route, but I could show you how most of the residents get from point A to point B around here.”
    “That would be great,” I said.
    “Sure, follow me, we’ll start at our group hall and work our way back to his room.”
    We followed her over to the facility’s main hall and entered. I assumed it had been a banquet room or conference center in the building’s past life as a hotel. The room had a brightly patterned blue carpet with gold designs. Four long tables, covered in red plastic tablecloths, spanned front to back, and metal folding chairs were pushed in underneath. The tables stopped at a stage with a bingo ball tumbler and a microphone stand.
    “We normally leave the side doors here open on evenings when