Bennett looked down and saw a smattering of white powder on one leg of her wool trousers. “If I had to guess, I’d say it’s cocaine.”

Lisa’s grin overtook her face, and she crossed her arms. “Do I want to know?”

“You tell me?” Bennett said, taking off her coat. “And while you’re deciding on what you do and don’t want to know, I’m going to go slip into something that won’t get me ten to twenty.”

Bennett walked through the gallery to the office at the back, and opening the closet door, she slid Lisa’s coat to the side to get to the four suits covered in plastic. They were all wool and all in her favorite color, so pulling out the first, she tugged off the dry cleaner’s protection before draping the hanger over the hook on the back of the door. About to take off her jacket, Bennett stopped when Lisa came into the room.

“Okay, humor me,” Lisa said, leaning against the desk before folding her arms again. “What happened?”

“Well, on my way in, I stumbled upon a highly illegal pharmaceutical transaction in the alley between Holston and Spruce,” Bennett said, her crow’s feet surfacing.

“Imagine that,” Lisa said, her eyes twinkling. “And I suppose you thought it best to do your public duty and show the wrongdoers the error of their ways?”

“You know me so well,” Bennett said, slipping out of her jacket. “Anyway, after I gave them a good…um…shall we say, talking to, I destroyed their stash and, by the looks of it, got some of it on my trousers in the process.”

“And their money?”

“I donated the proceeds to Father Tom’s soup kitchen,” Bennett said, kicking off her boots. “Why? Did you want it?”

“No, of course not,” Lisa said with a snort. “But if you keep donating the proceeds, as you call them, only to the soup kitchen, Father Tom will be serving lobster bisque before too long.”

“Good point, but if you recall, there used to be a lot more charities between the brownstone and here. His is the only one left, and Trinity Church is a little out of the way.”

Lisa hesitated for a moment. “Well, if you don’t mind giving me the cash, there’s an animal rescue close to my apartment, along with a women’s shelter a few blocks over from that, and I could easily drive by Trinity every now and then. Do you have any problem if we start splitting it up?”

“Not at all,” Bennett said, looking down to unbuckle her belt. “That’s an excellent idea.”

“And are you all right?”

“What?” Bennett said, raising her eyes. “Why wouldn’t I be?”