And, Mason went on, I looked her over pretty carefully to make certain there wasnt anything concealed. You would have a valuable ally. She looked at me and then at her watch.Youd be Mr. Longmire. What? he finally said. Another car, which had been coming up fast, screamed to a stop as the red light stabbed through the windshield and the motorcycle officer motioned die car to the side of the road. Mason busied himself reading the mail while Della Street phoned Paul Drake. You really need to leave? Now what? the sheriff asked angrily, getting down off the stepladder. What? But we have to have a plan. We just cant waltz in there to get killed. Evidently she was despondent because a close friend had walked out on her. That friend, incidentally, was Minerva Danby who was washed overboard from George Alders yacht. What do you see there? he asked, mildly curious. Like they would care. Brad treats them like crap. She seated herself, put her purse on the floor, crossed her legs.My husbands stepping out on me and I want to do something about it. The officer looked at Mason sharply, then took a flashlight and entered the house. The other officer stood by the door, watching the place..