“Anything else?” Mason asked. “What have you found out about that Rosa Hendrix?”
Drake said, “Hell, Perry, you know the answer to that without me having to tell you. If you want to be mean about it, you’ll have a chance to do it tonight.”
“How so?”
“She’s leaving for Reno tonight.”
“You mean Rosa Hendrix?”
“No, not Rosa Hendrix, but Diana Morgan, the rich young divorcee who has the swell apartment in the Bellefontaine.”
“Certain about that?” Mason asked.
“Yes.”
“Okay. What else?”
“Something’s happened to whatever it was Trader delivered to the garage. He says he can’t remember exactly, a couple of boxes, and he thinks a barrel. At any rate, the stuff disappeared. Trader says he set it just inside the door, as Prescott had instructed him to.”