The clock had turned midnight and I was just about to leave my office when there
was a knock on my door. It was a Mr. Swan, owner of the Swanline shipping
company, he explained that his wife was missing and the police had told him that
“Unless they can prove outright that there was an involuntary disappearance,
they just file paperwork.” He said he’d pay me a grand upfront if I could find
his wife by morning, no question asked. That may be a suspiciously large reward
for a simple missing person case, but I haven’t had that many jobs lately and my
purse is getting thin, so who am I to ask questions?