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He held the phone in front of the reader, and the door clicked open. He slipped through. And stopped, again looking around for any sign of video surveillance, but again coming up empty. Mason glanced impatiently at the luminous dial of his wrist watch. It was getting late, and he wanted to return the canoe and get back to town. He had surveyed the accretion line of the sandspit enough to form a definite plan of action. Within the next few days George S. Alder would be given a jolt which would cause him considerable inconvenience. Yet, at the moment, the lawyer dared not leave. He could not overlook the potential possibilities inherent in this surreptitious visitor who had appeared swimming out of the darkness with the deft stroke of one who is as much at home in the water as on land. Certainly there was something… She rented the pad under the name of Mary Johnson, but the cops dont figure thats her real name. Paid a hundred and thirty-five dollars for the place, utilities included. Murfin, as always, had savored the details. Only a moment ago. Why shouldnt I? Oh, shit, Dino said. He was interested. Definitely. He kept glancing at the highway. Travis! she cried out. What are you doing? Stone asked. He stood in the doorway, looking around. The clothes she had obviously been wearing were lying on the floor. He glanced at the bed and thought for a moment of that sex-charged night and then pushed that right out of his head. This woman hed thought was a friend was a potential enemy. He eased into the room and closed the door softly behind him. He could also hear clicking coming from Tapshaws room; she was obviously humming away on her monster screens. Alder let him out. The dog was there and the dog sprang to hold the wrist of George Alder when he tried to kill Carmen Monterrey. She shot him, and Im satisfied that she shot him in self-defense. George Alder fell forward on his face and Carmen Monterrey was in a panic. She realized she had killed the man, and then she suddenly realized that the presence of the dog would be the most incriminating fact against her, so she put the dog back in the closet. She was the only person on earth who could have put that dog back in the closet after George Alder was dead. But the dog had stepped in the pool of Alders blood and enough blood adhered to the hairs on the inside of his feet so that when he heard her leaving and scratched again to get out, there were blood smears on the door. Thats how the blood got on the door. Not at a later date, at a later time. Anything but! Why, the guys worth a million. He played the cards close to his chest, but he had lots of chips. Mr. Gunderson, this is Stone Barrington in New York. Well, now lets see. If I had made a mistake in copying down the trip number from the record on the meter, the real trip number that I should have copied would have been... lets see... nine-eighty-one, and that would have been my first trip to the Jonathan Club. Then nine-eighty-two... now,now wait a minute, it would have been nine-eighty-two, my trip to the Jonathan Club. Nine-eighty-three would have been my trip out to the country club, and nine-eighty-four would have been my trip with this woman here. Now, it doesnt seem I could have made a mistake and copied down nine-eighty-two — I mean, it doesn’t seem as though I could have copied nine-sixty-nine when I was trying to write nine-eighty-two. Well, yes. She looked at me critically.Perhaps, she said, “especially if you learned how to twist a cloth cap in your hands. He could twist a cloth cap better than anyone. Thursday night? She thought for a minute. No. I was at his house, but he wasnt there. He probably was in the city. Mason said,Im going to drive you on by the entrance to the parking lot. Ill stop. You walk back, get in the car, drive around the block and meet me. Stone, if you can remember as far back as a few weeks ago, you may recall that Agency people replaced all your security equipment with our own..