"Kitten? Jake Lennox."
"What are you calling for?"
"Are you working?"
"No. I'm hung up on a script."
"Then I'm not interrupting. I want a favor." Jake was always direct on the horn. "I'll tell you first, then you can say yes or no."
"Shoot."
"I think I left my gimmick book in the apartment of a woman named Aimee Driscoll, 900 East 33rd. I can't get it myself."
"Why?"
"Just listen, Kit. I need somebody I can trust to go there and pick it up for me first thing in the morning."
"Don't you trust Cooper?"