I grinned at her.
‘Get off your high horse, honey. It doesn’t suit your complexion.’
She started at me, bit her lip and managed a wry smile. ‘I guess you’re right. They’re all alike. I wish I didn’t love that heel. If he ever gets out of this mess, I’ll have something to say to him. He’ll be allergic to blondes for the rest of his life by the time I’ve finished with him!’
I pulled up outside her bungalow.
‘Go to bed and get some sleep. I have to do a little more thinking.’
‘What’s the matter with going to the police and getting them to talk to that blonde? Won’t her evidence get Nick out?’
I shook my head.
‘Not a hope. They wouldn’t believe her, for one thing. A woman like that hasn’t any standing in a court of law. There’s no other witnesses. Nick realized that.’
‘So tonight’s been so much waste of time?’
‘That’s right. I’ve got to cook up another angle. ‘I’ll keep in touch.’