“This time let’s make it permanent; I can’t have anything more to do with you.”

“I’m afraid you’re going to be stuck with a continuing hotel bill.”

“Why is that? As far as I’m concerned, you can get on the next airplane out of here.”

“Not at the moment; the police have taken my passport. When I went to the airport yesterday to, ah, see off a friend, they dragged me out and sent me back to the Connaught.”

“Well, as far as I’m concerned, pal, you’re on your own.”

“You can discuss it with the accounting department at Woodman and Weld,” Stone said. “And while you’re at it, remember that I’ve been on double my hourly rate for a while.”

“Not anymore; as I said, you’re fired.” Hedger hung up.

Dino came into the room, dressed. “Who was that?”

“Hedger; when he heard the police were interested in me, he fired me.”

“Well, I hope you don’t still feel any loyalty to him.”

“He’s not my client anymore.”

“So fuck him and the horse he rode in on.”

“Yep.”

“Let’s call Throckmorton and tell him who beat up Bobby Jones.”

“He already knows Hedger was behind it; Ted Cricket would have told him; he just can’t prove that Hedger sicced the hoods onto Jones.”

“Oh. Well, what are you going to do today?”

“I don’t know; what were you going to do?”

“I was going to follow you around at a safe distance, to see if anybody else was following you.”

“Good idea; I guess I’d better go somewhere.”

“Got any ideas?”

“Why don’t I take Lance Cabot to lunch?”

“Someplace good, I hope.”

Stone picked up the phone and called Lance’s number.

Erica answered. “Oh, hello, Stone,” she said brightly. “How are you?”

“Very well, thanks; is Lance there?”

“Sure, just a minute.”

“Good morning, Stone,” Lance said.

“Good morning; are you free for lunch today?”

“Sure; where?”

“The Connaught grill, at twelve-thirty?”

“See you then.”

Stone hung up.

“What do you hope to accomplish by having lunch with him?” Dino asked.

“A few days ago, he tried to bring me into some sort of business deal; I blew him off at the time, but now I feel more receptive. Also, it will give you a good look at Lance; I’ll get you a table, too.” He called downstairs and made the reservations.

Stone arrived in the grill on time; Dino was already seated a couple of tables away from his own; Lance showed up five minutes later.

“Well, what’s up?” Lance asked, after they had ordered lunch.

“Last weekend, you asked me to do some legal work for you in New York.”

“Yes, but you weren’t interested; I accept that.”

“Now I’m interested.”

“What changed your mind?”