She decided the article was irrelevant and scrolled on. But once the seed was planted, she couldn't help herself. She found one more story about a death attributed to dog attack, this time a bartender at a Barbary Coast concert saloon.
By then her eyes were giving out, and anyway it was time to head over to the Payson Collection.
27
FROM HIS PHONE voice, Cree had expected Gerald Payson to be stuffy, an older man with an academic's manner. But he looked to be in his midtwenties, with a long sallow face beneath a sort of pompadour of pale blond hair. The suit he wore was far too big for him: a retro-punk look.