Tell Viv that Vanessas going shopping. Mason said,If anything really important should turn up, ring up the Drake Detective Agency thats a detective agency that has offices in the same building as mine and on the same floor. Theyre just to the right of the elevator as you leave the elevator. You ask for Paul Drake, and hell know how to get a message to me, but don’t call unless it’s something very important, and don’t let anyone stampede you into talking. They may try all sorts of tricks, but don’t let them get away with it. Tut, tut, Mason interrupted chidingly, you remember that the Court instructed you to tell us where the dog was, and you havent done so. Theres another one still loose down there near the house. You think we ought to leave, huh? the blond man said to Murfin. And, of course, youre going to tell me who called you. And then what? I nodded. There was no reason to say anything. Not yet. He did find out something though that hes not supposed to know. He cant tell us how he learned it-through some contacts of his. What? Drakes code knock sounded on the door of the office, and Della Street opened it. What are you talking about? On the drive over I asked him to get something out of the glove box. While he was doing that, I injected him in the neck with the same sedative I used on Stamos. I drove him to the lake near the town house. I stabbed him in the chest and tied a heavy rock to him. Then I threw his laptop and phone in the lake, too, after I rolled him into the water. Will was very heavy, but I was very determined. When I was throwing his stuff in, my phone fell out of my pocket and went into the water. I had some blood on me from stabbing him. I cleaned it up as best as I could, but I probably missed some. Itsspeculated that she killed herself. My job is to rule out all other manners of death. And you work on Saturdays? Its okay, Jennifer. Fire away. Cant you see, she said, scornfully, that Alder cant accuse anyone of anything? He doesnt dare let this letter be made public. Perry Mason and Della Street, using the prerogative of long friendship and the relationship of steady employers, marched unannounced down the narrow corridor, tapped perfunctorily on the door of Drakes private office, and then Mason held it open so that Della Street could enter first. There he is, hissed Montgomery. Cowl was on the floor screaming bloody murder, with Shotgun Number Two lying pretty much on top of him. There was a call button at the gate and a video camera. He waved to it and told them who he was. The gates parted and in he walked..