"Well, is Henri with you?"
"No. Why--?"
"Something kind of important's come up, and it's down his alley. Do you
know where he is? What time did he leave here?"
"He left at two-thirty. Said he had to see the Blairs. Maybe you can
get him there."
"Thanks, I'll try. Honey--I--ah, have a good game." He hung up.
Two-thirty. Well, that was all right. Half an hour after Ted had left.
Half an hour, half an hour, half an hour.... He poured a drink.
* * * * *
Half an hour, half an hour, half an hour.... He went out onto the
porch. The blonde was on her patio, all dressed up in filmy green.
Another blonde sat in the chair near her, male, with sport jacket and
tanned face, with a drink in his hand.
Hamilton's work?