Jake Randolph in "Requiem For A Stripper" Pt. 29

I started pulling desk drawers out and looking behind them to see if anything had slipped out of the drawers and into the back of the desk. I found a couple of pencils and a receipt for a hair appointment three months prior, but nothing that would indicate where Honey was.

I grabbed the wastebasket, dumping it out on top of the desk. There were crumpled up pieces of paper with the remnants of some badly written poetry, in the same handwriting on Honey's mailbox. There were several empty gum packs and their wrappers.

And a name and phone number...