The next morning I again told Milton to stay put and drove to Vine Street and found the bookstore. It was a large place with quite a varied selection of books. There was a young man placing a few hardback books in the display window, so as I pushed open the door and went in I asked if Madeleine Pepper still worked there. He didn’t even look up from his work, just nodded and pointed to the woman behind the counter. I approached her and she turned and smiled at me.
“Good morning, sir. Can I help you find anything?”