After all, Mason told him, theres no use being mysterious with me. Im a stockholder in the company. Im entitled to information. Bacchetti. Yes. You dont need to make statements of that sort to the Court, Mr. Mason, Judge Sedgwick said. No one is seeking to curtail your cross-examination. I may state that the Court understands the situation here and is going to give you the widest latitude in connection with your cross-examination. Now go ahead and cross-examine the witness. I think so. But I need your help. Thats the other reason Im here. Pretending to be just as completely unconcerned as possible. I sat there with the radio going, listening to some jazz music. He followed her down the hall toward the elevators. There were two men there, both in suits that looked more like his than most of the other suits here, meaning rumpled and cheap. Mrs. Harlan, who had been watching over Masons shoulders without the aid of binoculars, said, That gives you a good idea of whats going on, Mr. Mason. There was a rippl® of laughter in the courtroom. You lied to me last night. You know who came to see you. He wanted the recorder. He thought you had it. Yes. Yes. Oh yeah. Always a smile and a wave. Nice young lady, damn shame. Do you own a bulletproof vest? Probably. He left her there and rode out into the night on his motorcycle for his appointment with Brad Cowl. Yes, sir. Not times. It was one time. I simply waited for him to come back home, gave him something interesting to think about, and beat the other girls time..