"I looked it up on the internet," said the woman.
"I don't see a computer in this place," I retorted.
I could tell she was starting to grow nervous, her top lip upturned a little.
"Just tell me. Did someone bribe you for this information?" I pointed to the piece of paper. "Maybe they claimed they were going to help Hannah and showed you her picture?"
"It wasn't like that," the lady sighed. "Now, this is just between you and me. The police already asked, but I kept it quiet. I can't believe Nick turned up dead."
"You're next if you don't spill it," I warned, tired of wasting time.
"The money was good. All cash. They already knew about the booking. That must have been Nick and his blabber mouth. But they wanted more details."
"And you gave it to them? I thought this was a security business? You made it less safe. For me, and especially for Nick." My voice was starting to rise.
