Sig can get to me in jail, she said. I guess youd call it a chortle. They traded them back and forth. I looked at her. She was smiling at me.I didnt think you remembered that, I said. No, she isnt. Ive often wondered how she ever met him. Yes. It ended with both of them dead, and I have a level of guilt from all of it that will haunt me until my dying day. Im not through, either, she said. So hes tending his pea patch or raising his cattle or doing whatever it is that hes decided is better than gunfighting when they come to see him. Okay. I didnt like acting much — and I was miserable at it — but I did get interested in the plays of Eugene ONeill. I thought of him as I walked inside the Skylight tavern. The night man had come on at four. It was now four-twenty. Oh shit. It didnt take long. The BMW turned into a posh assisted living center. It was located in an old brick building that took up half the block. Understand one of the custodial staff found her. My nephew, whose name was Nelson, age six, frowned, thought about it, and said,French is too damned hard. I hope there werent any Lamborghinis or Ferraris among them. That was speech, Dinos voice said. Take it as a yes. I dont know. But those two guys who were watching Audreys house yesterday must have been watching it for Sally, not Audrey. It was easy to tell that the main restaurant in the hotel had recently been redecorated. The faint odor of paint and sawn lumber was in the air in a few places. Dramatic black and red tables and chairs lent the place a boldness that took a while to get used to. The floor was equally dramatic with striking shafts of gray and red. The light sources were concealed in gleaming black boxes along the black linen-covered walls. I was either in an experimental art gallery or some kind of avant-garde spaceship. I wasnt sure which..