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Corrine Lansing, Georges half sister, had, of course, an equal interest. Devine left the house and went to the hospital. Go past, then come back to within sight of the place, Dino ordered. Whats he told you so far, Wade? For what? That deputy district attorney got hold of me after court, and told me he didnt like my answers, and that he would have to dismiss the case if I couldnt be more cooperative. So I pushed back my chair, managed to put on quite an act, told him I was entitled to more consideration as a taxpayer, but that as far as I was concerned, he could go ahead and dismiss the case that Id seen enough of his courtroom tactics to know that Perry Mason would tie him up in a knot and make me a laughingstock instead of an aggrieved victim, so I didn’t give a damn. Then I turned and stalked out of the office. She leaned over and pecked him lightly on the cheek, then sat back.I really appreciate this, Travis. It was so nice of you. He wouldnt hurt my granddad. He knows how much I love him. I actually think he does. There was no desk in the room, just an oak library table against one dark-paneled wall. The drapes were of plum velvet and the carpet was a deep mauve color. In front of the street windows were a couple of comfortable-looking wing-backed leather chairs with a small table in between them. The chairs would be nice to sit in after a good lunch and watch it rain on the pedestrians. There was also a couch or two in the room, one of which looked like it would be just right for an afternoon nap. Flanking the fireplace was a cane-backed settee and a deep leather armchair that a man was sitting in, an open grey file on his lap. He looked up at me, put the file down on a table that held a 1908-type telephone, and got up. He didnt offer to shake hands; instead he nodded at me, and gestured that I should sit on the settee. The magnates hair was parted seemingly with a lasers precision. His teeth gleamed so white and straight that Devine found himself running his tongue over his own in an attempt to remove the grime of his breakfast. The shoes were unlike any he had ever seen, the softest of probably Italian leather, triple-strapped, polished to a sheen that was possible only by a practiced human hand. Cowls gray shirt seemed grafted to him like a second skin of liquid chrome. Whats your connection with her? Drake asked. You mean the fingerprint evidence? I wont call you because I dont want to put pressure on you. But you can call me. Im so sorry about what happened to you. I never would have guessed that that sweet-looking girl who founded a dating service to help people find love would have been so screwed up. I hope you recover quickly. Even though I couldn’t visit you in the hospital, I was thinking about you, all the time. And remember, while we both have baggage, it can’t last forever. And even if it does, life must go on. And I don’t think you or I need a dating service to find the person just right for us. Sorry about that. The bank is in Iowa, and they talk that way out there...