Right, taking on four armed guys in a place that only you have access to. Della Street walked rapidly down the corridor, fitted her latchkey to the lock of the door to Masons private office. They entered and Della Street ran through the telephone directory, jotted down a number. The real wild card that night would be the audience questions. Fifteen minutes had been reserved for that. I had planted three voters— hopefully at least one of them would get through — ready and eager to humiliate Dorsey. Of course, hed have his own plants ready and eager to ask Jess humiliating questions. For us this would be the wildest of wild-card moments. What hadtheir oppo research rattlesnakes turned up on us? When we were walking to our cars, Bromfield said,Man, Showalters got this town sewed up tight. Bobby Marie isnt usually scared of anybody. They took up were they had left off with brandy. Eagle washed down one of his painkillers. He picked up the grey file that he had placed on the table and leafed through it. When he found what he seemed to be searching for he looked back up at me. Great, Abby said. See you soon. Go ahead, Judge Garey said to the witness, answer the question. What was said? He glanced up at her.Deveraux killed herself nearly one year ago, by jumping into the East River. The Lombard Theater was owned by... the Locust Group. Ewess interest had nothing to do with the play. It had everything to do with the property. The nicely rehabbed property. Like what? Then Roxy Claffin got concerned about having things in her garage which she knew were telltale evidence. So she took the stuff out and threw it on the dump. She told Herbert Doxey what she had done, and Doxey became panic-stricken. He was afraid that someone might find the sandbags which had been cut open and the sand dumped out, the boards from the shooting stand and the stool. He was terribly afraid someone might put two and two together, particularly if that someone had ever done any shooting from a sandbag rest. Id like to argue with that, but I cant think of an argument. They parked across from the brownstone. I, for one, and all the dogs and cats, especially Honest Tuan whos been disconsolate. Im assuming that Showalter is checking them out. If they are involved theyre pretty dumb — showing up with guns and then trying to kill Jess a couple of hours later. Weve met on several occasions. My ass is on the line too, Travis, she snapped. I know Ive seen you at work. Youre...? she began, picking an olive out with her fingers and biting it in half. She added sheepishly, Im sorry, I don’t remember..