Mystery

Apartment 9B

by Tomas Reyes

For eleven years, the tenant in 9B paid his rent in person, on time, to the minute — which any superintendent will tell you is not a virtue but an alibi. Then the envelopes stop, the corridor smells of bleach, and Agapito Reyes lets himself into an apartment that has been emptied of everything except three items squared neatly to the kitchen table. One of them is his own private notebook. A locked-room mystery told in a building where the superintendent knows everything — and someone knows the superintendent.