“There is.”
“What!” I hadn’t really expected it. “There is?”
“Yes. Everything is dried up, but there are four specks that are bloodstains, five more that may be bloodstains, one minute piece of skin, and two slightly larger pieces of skin. One of the larger pieces has an entire follicle. This is a preliminary report and none of it can be guaranteed. It will take forty-eight hours to complete all the tests.”
“Go to it, brother! If I was there I’d kiss you.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Forget it. I’ll get you a Nobel Prize. Write the report in red ink.”
I hung up and turned to Wolfe. “Okay. He was murdered. Connie did it or knows who did. She knew about the stone. She stalked me. I should have established a personal relationship with her and brought her down here. Do you want her? I’ll bet I can get her.”
“Good heavens, no.” His brows had gone up. “I must say, Archie, satisfactory.”
“Don’t strain yourself.”
“I won’t. But though you used your time well, to the purpose you were sent for, all you got was corroboration. The stone proves that Mr. Kane’s statement was false, that Mr. Rony was killed deliberately, and that one of those people killed him, but there’s nothing new in that for us.”