Adrianna laughed self-consciously. "Sorry, I misheard you. Ahh, do you have the number where the owner can be reached?" she asked, flipping her a page of her note-book to a fresh one.
He provides you with a number and name (Myrtle Halloran). It strikes you as odd, when you realize that the owner of the box was supposed to have been Jack Parsons. It strikes you as odder when you ring the number and hear a voice you recognize.
"Ms. Shannan. It's good to hear from you. How is the case going?"
"Are you the owner of the Parson's box? Why did you come to me if you knew I wasn't going to let you look at it? And why the charade?" she asked far too calmly.