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.I ll drop by again, flash Degussa s mug. He hitched his trousers, and we left the steakhouse.He must ve left a hugetip cop s tip because the waiter followed us out to the sidewalk, thanked him,and shook his hand.Milo told him, Enjoy, and we returned to the unmarked. With what we know now, he said, I should also be able to get some extrapersonnel for serious surveillance.This is good, Alex.Not anywhere near aslam dunk, but good. Nice to see you happy. Me? I m always a ray of sunshine. As if illustrating, he spread his lips insomething that might have been a smile and switched on the police radio as hedrove.Humming along, atonally, with the dispatcher s droll recital of outrageand misery.Midway back to the station, he said, There s still the matter of how JerryQuick fits into the scam. Maybe he doesn t, I said. Gull knew him only as Gavin s father, and maybethat s the point.Jerry started followingGavin around.Because Gavin had beenacting strange.Gavin didn t know that and spotted his dad and copied down hislicense plate.In Gavin s damaged mind, everyone was part of the conspiracy. Gavin was paranoid? Prefrontal damage can do that. A concerned father would be helping us, Alex, not destroying evidence andhiding out.Quick s been gone, what five days.What the hell isthat allabout? Good point, I said. Just because Gull wasn t aware of Quick s involvement doesn t mean Quick s avirgin.We ve got a guy who hires a stripper as a phony secretary, usesprepaid phone cards, leaves condoms in his luggage to rub salt in wifey swounds, hits on his sister-in-law, doesn t pay his bills on time.To me that sprecisely the kind of tainted citizen who d love something like Sentries forJustice.I ll buy the concerned dad bit up to a point the point where Quicksupplied Gavin with Christi Marsh.Which gother killed, too.Quick knows if itall comes out, he s in big trouble with his family, not to mention the law.Sohe cuts out and leaves Sheila to fend for herself.This isnot Ward Cleaver. I wonder how Sheila s doing, I said. Ever the shrink.Feel free to drop by and do some therapy.God knows sheneeds it.Meanwhile, I m gonna earn the salary the city pays me. A block later: Did I thank you for all your help? More than once, I said. Good, he said. Got to be civilized. Page 283 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlCHAPTER42South Camden Drive at two in the afternoon was a pretty scene.Temperate Beverly Hills weather, unfettered by seasons, nice houses, nicecars, nice gardeners mowing nice lawns.Up the block from the Quick house, anelderly man made his way along the sidewalk with the help of twin walkers anda tiny Filipina attendant.As I drove by, he smiled and waved.Happiness had so little to do with the state of your bones.The door to the white traditional was open, and Sheila Quick s minivan idledin the driveway, exhaust pipe blowing delicate puffs of smoke that dissipatedquickly in the warm, smooth air.Woman s silhouette in the front passenger seat.I got out and approached thevan, found Sheila Quick sitting stiffly, looking hypnotized, her window up.She didn t notice me and I was about to knock on her window when a youngwoman came out of the house hefting an oversized blue duffel.When she saw me she froze.Tall, slim, dark hair drawn back in a careless ponytail.Pleasant face, lessplain than in the family photo.She wore a hooded blue sweatshirt over jeansand white sneakers.Down-slanted eyes, her father s large jaw.His slightlystooped posture, too; it made her look weary.Maybe she was. Kelly? Yes? My name s Alex Delaware.I work with the L.A.Police Withthe police? What does that mean? First-year law student, trained to parse? Or she d chosen the professionbecause it fit her nature?I said, I m a psychologist who consults to LAPD.I ve been involved in yourbrother s Hearing psychologist she turned her head toward her mother.She said, Ijust got in to town, don t know anything about that
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