Your answer is: not much. Jesss assistants name was Nan Winters. A slender, efficient, fiftyish woman dressed in a tan blouse and brown slacks, she came abruptly out of the den where the interview was being held. She waved. We were on friendly terms. Mason shrugged his shoulders.Well, theres nothing we can — wait a minute. What happened when you paid the meter? Well, I guess youve got a right to do that, Elkins said. They loped south from the house, across the meadow.You up for jumping a stone wall? he asked her. “Or we can go around and take the road. The man with the red mask waved his gun almost idly at the white-haired black man who still clutched his can of beer. The black man shrank back, pressing himself against the wall. He hasnt asked anything about the dogs diet Hes asking where the dog is, Judge Garey said, and I think he’s entitled to know. Answer the question, Mr. Witness. Wait a minute, wait a minute. Right in that back office. Well, he certainly crucified me this afternoon. Of course, those damned jewels. … I didnt realize at the time they were all covered by insurance, but then as soon as Mason started asking me about the insurance I knew I was licked. If I made a claim that the gems were lost, the insurance company would start an independent investigation, and—well, I was just licked, and thats all there was to it. If I dont make a claim against the insurance company, it’s going to be a give-away, and if I do, it’ll be trying to get money by false pretenses. Insurance companies don’t take kindly to that. I see somebody called you. Its not a motorbike. Its a 1951 Norton. Ive wanted one all my life. I went on up the stairs to the third floor trying to remember where I had seen the man before. Quanes apartment, number six, seemed to be toward the back, to my right. I started down the hall. It had the smell of sour milk and Spanish spices. When I reached number six I found the door open. Not much. Just an inch or so. I knocked, but when nobody said anything and nothing happened I went in. The coast right now was reasonably clear, at least he hoped. He stepped out and closed the door with his coat sleeve over his hand. He set off at a rapid pace and called Campbell along the way and told him what he had discovered. Sergeant Holcomb and two detectives from Homicide Squad entered the place, leaving one of the radio officers on guard. Campbell was in the same room sitting in the same chair with another plate of food in front of him. Did he have any identification? Vanessa asked..