Jake Randolph, Private Investigator Pt. 8

Kerri, as I had christened her in absence of knowing her real name, filled me in on the details after her accident. She'd been listed as a Jane Doe by the police. It was Harrigan, my old Army buddy on the force, who suggested she contact me.

I tried to gather as much information as I could. The contents of her purse revealed a little: makeup, a change purse containing $227, a receipt from a Barstow garage for fixing a flat, and a key to a locker at a bus depot in downtown L.A.

Guess I better catch the bus...