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"I liked him, but I can’t say ere close Why?"

I retrieved ave soure out who"

"What sort of book?"

I shrugged "Addresses, telephone numbers Small, bound in red leather, froan to blink at ," she said It wasn’t a question It was a stateed with disbelief

"Why not?"

"Well, the boy is dead What difference could any of it possibly make?"

"If he was murdered, it makes a difference to me," I said

"If he was murdered, it’s a matter for the police"

I smiled "The cops around here loveher voice "I’m sure she wouldn’t want this pursued"

"She didn’t hire me Bobby did Anyhy do you care?"

She seeer in my tone, but it didn’t worry her much She smiled thinly, still superior

"Of course I didn’t mean to interfere," she murmured "I just wasn’t sure what your plans were and I didn’t want Glen upset"

I was supposed tonoises back to her, but I just sat there and stared A bit of color rose in her cheeks

"Well It’s been nice seeing you again" She got up and wandered over to one of the re in conversation with a pointed turning of her back I shrugged to myself I wasn’t sure what she’d been up to I didn’t care either, unless it pertained to the case I glanced over at her, speculating