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There must be some other con-
inection.
A romance in her fathers life?
A secret romance?
Nothing had ever indicated such
a thing. He seemed to be wrapped
up in his business and in his
daughter.
In fact, Sherry recalled that
she had often urged that he find
someone he liked and marry
again. She thought he should.
He never took the suggestions
seriously.
There is nothing I can do.
have absolutely no leads to work
on" she reasoned. "I'll just have
to wait"
She put the second paper in
the locked file, too.
Then she called an employment
agency and asked them to send
her a bright girl to answer tele-
phones and help with filing and
typing.
She felt more and more lonely.
She called Carl Brett at his Of
flee and he was out.
She tried to work, but the name
Elaine Curtis kept flashing
through her mind.
Had she been hit by a car? Or
had she been killed and left in
the street to cover up a murder?
Sherry shuddered.
i wish I had some one to turn
to; some one to confide in" she
said to herself. over and over
again.
She forgot all about lunch. She
wasn't hungry anyway.
Frantically she started to file
correspondence. just for some
thing to do.
A letter dropped beside a file
case by the wall. AS she stopped
to pick it up. she noticed a small
wire along the Dashboard back of
the file case.
The case was heavy, but she
managed to move it out from the
wall.
Behind 1t was a small metal box.
She had seen such boxes pictured
in police photographs, and she
knew it was small microphone.
The wire ran from the box into
a hole in the wall, leading into
the adjoining office.
Some one has been trying to
trap Dad" she said. "Ie never
put that in without telling me-"
The adjoining Office had been
empty most Of the time since the
building had recently been built
An architect named Trevor had
lately moved in. Sherry had
never seen him. Evidently he sell
dom used his Office.
This is Serious" Sherry said
why would any one want tc
trap Dad? I wish he had told me
before he went away!"
Now what should she do? She
couldn't 60 to the police. That
might make it dangerous for hel
father.
She thought about ripping out
the microphone and saying moth.
ing about it.
She decided against it.
Nov that Dads gone. there !.
no harm in its staying there. II
let it alone"
She did decide to investigate
Mr.. Trevor and his Office.
"At least I'll know what hi
looks like" she reasoned.
Sherry went out the front dool
of the Office and stepped over tt
the other entrance.
James Trevor. Architect ane
Builder. Office Hours by Appoint.
ment" the sign on the door read
She opened the front door am
heard a bell tinkle in a rear Office
She waited for several seconds
but no one came out. So she wen
back into the inner Office.
There were two drawing boards
and the usual clutter of T square,
and rulers in evidence.
Sherry went back into the from
Office, opened the front door and
looked up and down the street
No one appeared to be comini
toward the Office.
She went back inside the innel
Office and began opening desl
drawers and ,peering behind tn,
drawing boards.
In a small desk. near the rear
in a bottom drawer. she foune
what she was seeking.
Then she heard the bell ring
Someone was coming inside.