Frank took the Chief's phone and said, "Sergeant, thank you for calling. I'm sorry for your loss."
"Thank you. My NYPD contact tells me you were one of a couple who did CPR on Lilli." Bruno's voice, though not loud, rumbled with power.
Yes, I compressed Lilli's chest and Detective Galindez opened her airway. We got her heart and some type of breathing back, but her injuries were too severe."
"What about my other sister, Ursa?"
"I take it that's Ursula's nickname. She was rough for a while but is better now. Has Galindez to thank, and could be fully awake when you get here."
"I'm at Camp LeJeune but will leave soon. In New York by 1500."
"So noted. Now, does Ursa have epilepsy?"
"Yes. We had it under control and she didn't miss a day last grade, but she wears a bracelet."
"I'm afraid that may be in someone's souvenir drawer. Hold on."
Frank turned to G.R. "Any medical bracelets in Cloutier's pad?" G.R. shook his head. Frank relayed that as, "No bracelet among our suspect's possessions."
Bruno said, "Have you contacted our parents Andrea and Erwin?"
"Our bloodhounds don't have the hint of a trail."
"They're on a floating petri dish, the Richard Lupus. In quarantine."
There was no need, thought Frank, to ask what the quarantine was meant to contain. He said, "And you're all what nationality?"
"We're born Americans, the lot of us. Maybe I know why the world thinks we're Swiss — the hotel manager let us stay at her place while Lilli recovered from her accident, and that must have been the address our folks gave."
"Makes sense. There are lots of Swiss flags being waved around town right now. Soon they'll be traded in for Stars and Stripes. Expect a reception."
