Hell Has No Fury

“Much obliged. That’s real thoughtful of you. She’ll probably be very glad you just happened to remember. Incidentally, Stark’s in custody by now. I sent a couple men after him just as soon as I’d heard the tape. We’ll be springing Decker to make room for him.” His lips moved again into that sour twist that seemed to signify hatred for all the world and everything in it. “See you around, counselor.”

He went on out with the Thinker, and I said, “Not if I can help it. Never again.”

“Oh, I don’t know.” Kitty picked her way around the body in front of her desk. “Wiley isn’t a bad guy. I knew right away he was honest. That’s why I called him to meet me here.”

“Yes? What made you so sure he was honest?”

She grinned. “That remark he made. About being too old for me. No one but an honest man could have said that! Let’s go in your office and play the tape with Mrs. Stark and Danny Devore on it. I’ve already listened to part of it. He’s quite the romantic type. You can learn a lot from Danny, even though he’s dead.”