She nodded.It must have happened just minutes ago. It must have been the police. I parked the pickup in the street and walked up to the front door, making my way around two boys bicycles. One of the bikes was supported by its kick stand. The other was lying on its side in the middle of the walk so that youd be sure to trip over it. I picked it up and put it on its stand. Then I went up to the door and rang the bell. Nestor said,You asked me about Brad Cowl, and I told you what I thought. Hes a slick operator and can talk a good game, but if he knows the difference between an LBO and HBO, Ill run naked down the street. And hedid inherit a lot of money and he blew it on coke and women, and shady investment types who took him to the cleaners, and I have the receipts to prove it. Hes a front man, plain and simple, and I wrote all about that in my article. And then I got my ass handed to me and basically run out of town on a rail. It’s just history repeating itself. Anyone who had the temerity to question Bernie Madoff’s guaranteed returns got the same treatment for decades. Fifty-one thousand feet, which pilots call flight level five one zero. Where did you find these fingerprints? I thought you were. Ive seen your picture. Busy how? There were two calls on my cell pertaining to two other races. What was his excuse for killing the people on the list? Youre sure its there? All right, Mason said, go ahead. What are you looking at me like that for, Paul? Okay, Dominique Deveraux was a character on the TV showDynasty. Both in the original series back in the 1980s and then on the reboot on the CW. Someone shot him. Mason had worked out a system of card indexing clients based upon the manner in which they occupied their chair. Some tried to hide from the realities of the world in its protecting depths others squirmed uneasily but there were a few people who could sit there comfortably and fill the chair. Dorley Alder was one of these. But most of his schemes were like the Mexican dope deal that had involved the old World War II Air Corps pilot. I wondered if Quane had been mixed up in something like that with the wide, short-legged man with the heavy eyebrows who had come hurtling down the stairs. But that seemed unlikely because I still knew I had seen the short-legged man somewhere before. I just couldnt remember where. Or even when..