Chapters (42)
“So what do you advise? You think I should go to the police?”
“And say what? At this point you really don’t know anything for sure. That’s part of what I’m trying to work out myself. I do think you have a point about preserving fingerprints. As long as you don’t intend to spend the money, I’d leave it alone. Hide it somewhere good.”
“Oh, you bet.” She propped her chin on her fist. “I wasn’t sure you knew about his tendency to play fast and loose. I wouldn’t have said anything myself, but you understand where he was coming from.”
“I knew him in the good old days and he wasn’t exactly a model citizen back then. Sweet guy,” I added in haste.
“I can’t tell you how much I miss him.” Her smile was pained. “I guess one of these days I’ll get used to it.”
32
When I arrived home, there was a parking spot right in front, which I took as a good sign. As I rounded the corner, moving into the backyard, I saw Henry in the act of closing his garage doors. He turned and picked up his four heavy plastic grocery bags, two in each hand.
“I thought you’d already done your grocery shopping.”
“These are for Ed. I’m trying five different brands of wet food to see which he prefers. He turns his nose up at beef. He says cats don’t eat cows.”
“Opinionated little guy, isn’t he? When I came home Tuesday, he popped in for a visit, just to have a look around. I was surprised he was out.”
“Ed was out on Tuesday? I don’t think so. He was in when I left and he was in when I came home.”
“That’s because I put him in.”
“How’d he manage to get out?”
“Beats me. Cats are mysterious. He might have transmogrified himself and slipped through the cracks like smoke,” I said.
“You think he’s capable of doing that?”
“How do I know? This is only the second or third cat I’ve met in my life.”
“I’ll have to keep an eye on him,” he said. “How was your meeting with Dr. Reed? I hope he put your mind at ease.”
“I wouldn’t go that far. There’s still a big chunk of the story missing and he’s not the one who’s going to fill me in. At any rate, talking to him was a good suggestion. I guess I should thank you for browbeating me into it.”
“I’ll take full credit.”
As soon as I let myself into the studio, I went straight to the phone and called Ruthie. When she answered, I said, “Hey, Ruthie. Kinsey Millhone again.”
“Forget the last name. You’re the only Kinsey I know.”