“You got a rod?” Drake asked the operative, and when the man nodded, said, “Well, after we go in you move over toward the wall as though you were trying to keep yourself in the background. Be sure you’re where no one can stick a gun in your back. All right. Perry, here we go.”
Evelyn Whiting opened the door in response to Mason’s knock. Her face showed surprise and dismay. “Why...” she said. “Why, you’re Mr. Mason, the lawyer.”
Mason nodded and said, “Do you mind if we come in, Miss Whiting? We want to talk with you.”
She hesitated for a perceptible instant, then held the door open and stood to one side. The three men filed into the cabin.
“You’re alone here?” Mason asked.
“Yes.”
“I wanted to talk with a Mr. Eves.”
“Well, he isn’t here.”
“Do you know when he’ll be back?”
“No.”