“When was the body discovered?”
“When we got there.”
“You mean — you were the one who discovered it?”
“That’s right.”
“Think Paul Drake had a hunch what you’d find?” she asked.
“No, not Paul. He’d have had a fit. The police think we find too many corpses. Paul’s jittery about it.”
“Well, you do get around, Chief,” she said.
“I have to,” he told her, grinning. “I met Mrs. Tidings out there. She’d been visiting friends in Reno and walked in on us.”
“What sort?” Della Street asked.
“Class,” Mason said. “Took it like a little soldier. Stood up and told the officers frankly that she didn’t love him, that he’d been doing everything he could to make things difficult for her, that she wanted a divorce and he wouldn’t give her one. She was a little indefinite about his methods, but he evidently had something on her.”