It was Cece Baldwin.
Three more telephone calls to Cece Baldwin were as unsuccessful as the first and Dean spent the rest of the evening poring over the Byrne file.
He didn't bother to point out that Bala Cynwyd, Cece Baldwin's address, was near Philadelphia, the opposite direction from Parkside.
On the spur of the moment he picked up the phone and dialed Cece Baldwin, a number he now had committed to memory from the many unsuccessful times he'd made the call.
Cece Baldwin was the only person seated at the counter when Dean arrived at the designated shop, only a few minutes before the allotted time.