"Fred," I called at this point. "Mrs. Doffin needs you."
He looked. His eyes bulged and his brows shot high. He hurried toward her.
She flirted her fingers at him.
He signalled to Jay.
Together they escorted Mrs. Doffin from the room.
Nobody ever saw her again.
There are homes for the rich to do such things in.
5
"The heat is getting people," Paul said, as he and Marcia bade me good-bye in the lobby.
Marcia gave me one last look. She knew she hadn't passed.