Okay. Ill do it tomorrow. Jill was a brilliant person. She did a lot to help people. And could have done a lot more. To me, he said,Your friend Edelstein still in town? A heavy door opened on the side of the large stone building. Footsteps. A person out of breath. Wade and I just watched each other. He had been sitting in the black Plymouth sedan when I had first gone into my sisters house in Georgetown. When I had come out of her house he had been replaced by the man who claimed to be Detective Knaster. I remembered the short-legged man not only because of his black caterpillar eyebrows, but also because of the spoon, which reminded me of my sister. I touched the spoon again. I could think about it and what it meant now, or I could think about it tomorrow. I chose tomorrow. I often do when it involves something unpleasant. Then, as we rushed along the side of the building, Ted said,Katherines back in the dressing room with Jess. I told her to give Jess two Xanax. I need to talk to the press. And newspapermen may be calling on you, Mason went on. I want you to tell them that you are not in a position to make any statement. Can you remember to do that? Can I trust you? The wife just had baby number three. Were kind of tied down right now. The only other thing I might consider is working at the casino being a dealer or something. They make pretty good money for the area. He seemed amused now. Of course, the whole place is for shit. This is like some little redneck town where I grew up in Arkansas. Thats why I was comfortable here at first. But no more. The wife had two years of college and she thinks this is strictly Hicksville.’ Dennis is dead. He passed away nearly nine months ago. Now you tell me, Dino said, picking up his phone and passing that information to his men. But in case it had come from my room I stopped and put my ear to the door. I heard all those ghost noises from the giant entity that ran the place. Electricity, plumbing, the inner structure itself. Ghost whispers, but audible if you listened for a minute or so. Slumming, huh, Dev? Mason heard the clink of glasses, saw her moving about the small cabin, then heard the splash of liquid, and a glass was thrust into his hand. Ruth Marvel had evidently been crying and was apparently angry. She permitted herself to be sworn, gave her name, address, took the witness stand, avoided Sybil Harlans eyes and glared angrily at the district attorney. Bolts and nuts. All kinds of scrap. I remember there was a piece of iron rail in there and some sort of an iron wheel and... oh, maybe a couple of hundred pounds of junk. Why cant you tell me where he is now? Mason asked. I thought about it.That would be seventy-two. I made about seventy-five thousand that year. Net. Maybe eighty. Wonderful. Theyll join us later in the evening. She sighed deeply. Im so glad this election is over. Its been exhilarating, but exhausting..