“If he does that,” she threatened, “I’ll... I’ll...”
“What?” Mason asked.
“I’m not exactly a fool,” she said, after a moment.
“That trip to San Francisco sounds like it,” Mason said.
“I came back, didn’t I?”
Mason said, “Don’t forget, Marcia, we’re acting as Leeds’ lawyers. We’re cold-blooded about it.”
“I know,” she told him, “but I can trust you.”
“What are these papers?” Mason asked.
“Mostly photographs,” she said.
“Photographs of what?” Mason asked.