Drake handed him a card.
“How about the woman and this other guy?” the officer asked.
“This is Mrs. Tidings. She came in right after I telephoned headquarters.”
The officer stared at her suspiciously.
“I just this minute returned from Reno,” she explained. “I drove.”
“When did you leave there?”
“Last night.”
“She lives here,” Mason explained. “This is her house. She’s been visiting a friend in Reno for a couple of days.”
“I see. And who are you? Oh, I place you now. You’re Perry Mason, the lawyer. What are you doing here?”
“We came out to see Mr. Tidings.”