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Savich couldn’t figure out Harry Thorpe He sat there, silent and hunched over, saying not a word He wasn’t snificant, he looked fit, he was a very successful businessht, so why then did he look souered? Savich realized then that Harry had probably thrown in the towel long ago, had handed over the reins to this inflexible woman seated beside him with her intolerant spirit, her seamed lips, her extraordinary disapproval How could he love her? What need could she possibly fulfill? A stupid question, Savich supposed She was a Justice of the Supreme Court She would be in the history books

Savich said to Justice Alto-Thorpe, "Do you have children?"

The lips didn’t unseairls They’re both lawyers, both practicing in Denver, Colorado Harry is their stepfather Their real father died eleven years ago in a boating accident"

Harry Thorpe didn’t say anything

"It’s a lovely state," Justice Alto-Thorpe said

Sherlock said, "I understand that a lot of Californians have moved to Colorado, driven up the hons that say ‘Go west again’ "

Once everyone had coffee and Savich had his tea, Ben Raven said, "We spoke to Bobby Fisher today, and three other law clerks as well at his apartment--Sonya McGivens, Tai Curtis, Dennis Palmer We told them about Danny O’Malley’s murder"

The silence was sudden and acute

"Bobby is a talented clerk," said Justice Alto-Thorpe "As for Danny O’Malley, he was all right, too, despite being in a conservative Justice’s chaood brain"

"Unfortunately,her with his coffee cup, a cup so fe to inadvertently crush the da assuet him killed"

Bitsy St Pierre said, "I met Danny once He was quite polite, actually insisted on taking the package I was hefting"

Savich settled into the dyna there were undercurrents he didn’t understand, ht He looked over at Justice Sumner Wallace "Sir, may I speak to you a moment, in private?"

Justice Wallace didn’t particularly want to speak to Savich, it was clear on his face, but he rose and followed Savich into the front entrance hall "What is it you wish to talk to ument you had with Justice Califano on Friday afternoon"

Two gray bushy eyebrows shot up "Arguuent?"

"You argued with Justice Califano in a public place, sir Bobby Fisher saw you and told us about it Since this argument occurred only hours before Justice Califano washt tellabout You see?"

Justice Wallace no longer looked confused "The discussion Stewart and I had on Friday," he said finally, "isn’t at all pertinent to any of this I will ad was certainly unfortunate Steas ent Savich"

"I understand that, sir, and I’ue about, Justice Wallace?"

"As I said, it was a personal disagree to do with any of this"

"Sir, I aret Califano We know that Justice Califano confronted you about it Was that what the arguent Savich?" Justice Wallace’s voice was very soft, pitched low so there was no chance anyone else could hear him Savich felt the very real threat of hie in his voice that he kneas powerful, and nobody should screith him

Savich said in an equally soft voice, "Oh yes, I knoever, I hope you will understand that we et, we must know every scrap of information even peripherally related to this As a Justice of the Supreme Court, surely you iven case Surely you question all the lawyers who try cases before you as closely as you need to Surely you must understand that I ave Savich a long look Then he shrugged "Very well This will not go beyond the two of us, Agent Do you understand me?"