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A need to know. There were clues, beginning with one of the appraisers who had worked on the Ford bequests. I told them not to include him. The smile vanished as if it had never existed.

Think of yourself trapped forever with Raina. From the larger marshalling room, outside the bullpen, sounds of typewriters and filing cabinetsbelied the fact that we were imprisoned. He knew it must be his imagination, but the idea persisted. I told them how long I’d been in the apartment, since I’d come in fromChicago, and the only person I could think of at the moment who disliked me enough to fink on me wasKen Bales.