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Someone had thrown it down on the bank to the north of the house. Mrs. Larkin, I presume. Good afternoon, he said. Dave Fletcher made a recording before he died. He talked about the things he and Showalters group have done. I hope he admitted that he fired the shots at Congresswoman Bradshaw and I hope he named all of the men in that group. Havent seen you here before, he said. I looked at my watch. It was two forty-five.You havent got much time to get to the bank. Requested by who? I probably knocked harder than I needed to but when there was no response I assumed that she still hadnt heard me. Then I saw a tiny button of a doorbell and pushed it. I heard the sound peal inside. For no particular reason I stepped back over to the front window and looked in again. I really wanted to see her. But I didnt. I tried the bell again and again but got no response. I opened the exterior glass door and knocked hard on the wooden interior one. And the force of my knock pushed it back so that all I had to do was step inside. Hell, he was so shaken up he could barely remember his own name. The cops got there about five minutes later. I didnt want that responsibility any longer than I had to. It was an honest mistake, Hamilton Burger said. Its signed and notarized, Stone said. I think Frances understood that, if she stuck with Larkin, bad things might happen to her. Stamos ordered chips and guac and a margarita. Devine had a Budweiser. Let em have it and well trump it, Mason announced optimistically. The same, Stone said. And two glasses of the Côtes-du-Rhône. The waiter headed for the kitchen. Whats the diagnosis on Vullo? You have to go deeper than that, Devine. No one is implying that were stealing their money by Saras body being found there. But in the backs of their heads, clients will think,Do I risk it? Why go with them when I could go with Morgan Stanley or Merrill Lynch or one of their other competitors? And it doesnt take much to move the needle, because we all do basically the same thing. A gale of laughter swept the courtroom. Judge Garey smiled, but perfunctorily rapped the gavel.Come, come, gentlemen, lets have some semblance of order here, and well try and refrain from personalities. No reason..