" A call came into the station from someone who used to work at this motel.”
“As a--”
“Not a housekeeper. Same profession as a couple of women who disappeared from here a year ago.”
Linc got the idea. “Do I need to know their names?”
“Jill and Jane. How’s that? The one who called today is, uh, Jeri.”
“Good enough.”
“Anyway,” Mike went on, “back then Jill and Jane were one step away from moving their business to the street corner. They could barely afford the hourly rate at this joint.”
Linc cast a glance at the bed. And he’d let Kenzie fall asleep on it. Once. Never again.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Mike said. “Don’t worry. They preferred the ground-floor rooms.”
“Good to know.”
The lieutenant dialed down the smile. "

― Janet Dailey , Honor (Bannon Brothers, #2)