Dorothy Fenner, attired in a housecoat, opened the door and said,Why, Mr. Mason. Yes. And with that he waved his gun at me and said,Lets go up front. Mason watched her thoughtfully.Youre not the type that likes to lie, he said. “All of this is foreign to your nature. Nowwhy did you lie? Was it because you killed George Lutts? Wheres Viv? Rawls was the first to speak.Okay, do we have official permission to off the bastard now? No, I havent got around to that. Stone picked up the phone.Mr. Gunderson, what can I do for you? he asked quickly, as if he had been on another line. Shit, she said. Does that mean that what I told Sally got Quane killed? Six. There were three loaded cartridges and three empty cartridge cases in the cylinder. Youre not joking, are you? A waiter tried to catch up with her but didnt succeed. She had seated herself before he reached the table. I havent been able to lose him. Turning downtown, Second Avenue, a young mans voice said. Black BMW, rider wearing black. You talked to Helen? When? She took out her phone and hit the Record button.Youre Travis Devine, employed by Cowl and Comely? Sure. Devine took the train to Mount Kisco and walked quickly home, sucking in the heat and humidity. His mind was going a million miles an hour and still getting him nowhere fast..