He was thus stunned when not a single name, other than Jerry Myers, appeared on the screen as having accessed that floor on Friday morning. How was that possible? He did another search and then popped his head up for a moment to make sure the coast was still clear. He checked his watch. He still had time. I mean talk to people. Talk to this dude that found body. They reached the ground floor and Simms stepped off.Arent you coming? Devine started walking again.We had a case over in Afghanistan. Guy was found hanging just like Sara. All evidence pointed to suicide. He was depressed. His wife was having an affair with some unidentified asshole. Hed missed out on his next promotion. He was drinking heavily, screwing up. Hed had multiple warnings from the brass, and the hammer was about to come down on his career. So what do we do now? Go ahead, Judge Lankershim said, glancing at the clock. Mason nodded, said,Dont try to pull any fancy stuff with the police. Get dressed, tell them Ive been here, told you Alder was murdered and that you were not to give any interviews to the press or make any statements to the police, other than to state that you hadnt left this apartment since you returned to it around five-thirty or six o’clock. This is one case where all the facts are so carefully dovetailed that there cant be any question. Of course, my client tells me that the gun she put back in the glove compartment hadnt been fired, that it was the same gun she took out of the glove compartment, that she went home in the taxicab to change her shoes and stockings, since they had become so bedraggled and soiled from walking down from the hill that she was ashamed to be seen in them. Thatmay be true. Shes lied to me before. She’d doubtless lie again. A desperate woman will nearly always try to color the facts so that they will be in her favor. A white TV van lumbered onto the property, bouncing and jerking as it went through a large and deep hole. Chapter 47 Going back to notify the police, Mason said. Masons voice was hard. Im looking. Devine looked down at the box and snagged a piece.Hey, you remember me being here all of Thursday night, right? Cross-examine, Gloster said, quite casually. All right. I started checking the house out room by room. None of them gave any indication that there had been trouble. No blood. Nothing knocked over or smashed. You find out anything about Corrine? Mason asked. Yes, indeed..