I saw her open the glove compartment of her car. Looking over property. Yeah, tomorrow. They arent going to bury old Max until day after tomorrow. We ought to be back in time. He looked at Vullo and then asked in the tone of a man who has just been struck by an absolutely brilliant idea. Howd you like to be a pallbearer at Maxs funeral? WASP heard this and looked up from his beer. He glanced at his buddies, and seemed to be contemplating something. Devine saw all this in the mirror as well. It was easy enough to read: The man was pondering whether to retake Hamburger Hill from Devine. Is tomorrow morning soon enough for us to go over the house? Okay, Stone said, we are, apparently, not using the best possible door locks. Im not a cop, Stone said. You may reserve that pleasure for yourself. Not that theyre sharing with me. Honestly, Mr. Mason, she said, I feel terribly about this. I wouldnt let you down for anything in the world. Well, I felt absolutely certain I could get away with it and that no one would ever know—and then I felt if you were going to have to defend me you could do a better job if you… well, I thought it would perhaps rob you of some of your assurance if … “ Now it was my turn to look at them. There was no way to tell if any of them belonged to Showalters group. But this wastheirplace, invitation only. And I definitely wasnt the type whod get himself invited. Im acutely aware of that. Herbie is now clued in. Hes already had a call from Larkin and e-mailed him a lengthy form to fill out to prove his identity. Then Jess was there. A Northwestern sweatshirt and slacks. And a lighted cigarette. Dino, I have big news. Ive never been stung by a bee. Does it hurt? A car some thirty yards ahead pulled out from its place at the curb, and Mason moved on, making an awkward attempt to park his car. In that way he was able to keep it pointed out in traffic, yet couldnt have been ticketed for double-parking. I take it the detectives assigned to the case have made contact?.