“Of old saloons, of a dance hall in Dawson City, of hotel registers, and a photostatic copy of a marriage license.”
“Who got married?” Mason asked.
“Emily Milicant and a Bill Hogarty.”
“Who signed the hotel registers?”
“Bill Hogarty.”
Glancing across at Della Street, Mason said, “They may not be worth much.”
“Louie got twenty grand as a starter, and there was more to follow.”
“All right,” Mason said. “Give me the papers.”
She got up from the chair, and walked into the bedroom. They heard the door close, and a lock click. Della Street exchanged glances with Perry Mason.
Mason said, “There’s something Alden Leeds wanted to cover up. The documents were only the blackmailer’s card of introduction.”