I did. There was a shout from the ground outside the window. Through the open window, a man could be seen running toward the house. No, Della Street agreed. The medical examiner, a middle-aged woman who carried a black medical bag and a pink umbrella, had spent her time in Cabin Six. Even though she must have been accustomed to working with corpses in various stages of decomposition, apparently the combination of the body and the vile condition of the cabin forced her to duck outside every few minutes and take in deep and grateful lungs full of relatively fresh air. When shed finished, shed taken Showalter aside to talk to him. She spoke so softly I didnt catch a single word. Suppose I dont do it. Are you going to betray me? She hiked her eyebrows.And you have no interest? Will the police frown on this procedure? Della Street asked. He stripped off and fell into bed, exhausted. The act of firing a weapon at another human being had drained him of adrenaline. He was pondering, as he drifted off, what Dino had said to him. Go right ahead, Mason told him. Tm not objecting. You seem to have a more expert opinion than the experts. Stone? What the hells going on here, Conrad? Yeah? Well, then, Mason said, we shouldnt have any trouble, so lets list these things. Now, the diamond pin is gone, the ruby ring is gone, the… That bullshit explanation about calling me sweet cheeks. She leaned forward and spoke in an even lower voice. You were in the building that night. You didnt leave your phone behind. You went up to the fifty-second floor. And saw us. And youre here trying to, I don’t know, blackmail me? Or make me feel like shit. Or both. "I dont know. The witness was sullen again. But please sit down. No, Your Honor. Oxley looked up at me.You wanta know the reason why he says he knew they were Levis? I saw a car parked out front — didnt know whether it was someone who had parked or— Why, hello, Mr. Mason. What areyou doing here? And Miss Street. Its a pleasure..