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Billy and Sonny had taken several steps closer to me. They had also separated so they could, if necessary, come at me from both sides. I fought back a sigh.Im very fond of you, Dorothy. So is Ruth. Well be expecting you out at the farm on Saturday. You and the boys. My wife was at the supermarket yesterday, Jenkins said, and she saw Marty Cases wife getting into a new Mercedes. Case was deputy chief of detectives. Yes, wasnt it wonderful. How are you connected with this Lutts murder, Perry? She was in love with someone else. A woman. On the other side of the room there were cheers as Trent Dorsey held his clenched hands up in the air the way a winning boxer does. He was following the number-one law of the bullshit room— despite all evidence to the contrary. He was proclaiming himself the winner. Just chasing the money, like everybody else. Theres gotta be, Murfin said and Quane nodded wisely. Look, Murfin went on, selling me now, “a guy has a great job. He gets along with his wife — well, okay anyway. His healths good. Hes forty-five and his kids aren’t in jail and that’s something. So he gets up one morning, has breakfast, reads the paper, gets in his car and starts to work. He never gets there. They never find him. They never even find his car. He’s just gone.” Cyber-Surgeon, yeah, I know. Were going to flip that sucker in a year and make a killing, because, like you said, they can do that very thing. Which means truth becomes meaningless because you can invent your own. Not that people dont already do that all the time. Only with this technologythe lie becomes very convincing. Oh, Prince was overjoyed, she announced, her eyes and voice softening affectionately. We were talking about George Alder, Mason re-minded her. Dino was on his feet.Im going to find out, he said, pulling his gun and heading that way. And Ed. I dont know, Travis. I dont think anyone knows for sure. Especially us. She glanced over at him. What would you do today if you knew tomorrow wasnt coming for you? Where did you get the screwdriver? They walked back to the mews, and Stone let them in through the human-sized door in the big doors that made the mews private. The district attorney was quite frankly puzzled.Not at this time, he said. “I may want to recall him later for a question or two, if I may do that, Your Honor. A woman in her forties in hospital scrubs met him in the foyer a few moments after that. At the Yard of Ale, noon..