Bel-Air Dead (Stone Barrington 20)

“Very much so,” Stone replied.

“You mentioned the absence of my driver.”

“I read about it in the L.A. Times.”

“Ah, yes; I didn’t see that myself.”

“Then you don’t know that Alexei was killed in the same fashion as Jennifer Harris?”

“Really? I did read about Ms. Harris, as I suppose you did.”

“Actually, I saw the police report,” Stone replied. “The puncture wound was filled with spirit gum, so that it might go unnoticed. It didn’t, though.”

“That sounds bizarre,” Prince said.

“The mark of a practiced professional, I’d say.”

“Do you have some expertise in professional murders?” Prince asked.

“I was a New York City homicide detective for many years, before I began practicing law.”

“Ah, that wasn’t mentioned in the announcement.”

“Announcement?” Stone asked.

“You haven’t seen this morning’s New York Times?”

“No.”

“There was an announcement of your joining Woodman amp; Weld as a partner.”

“I see. Actually, I’ve been of counsel to the firm for rather a long time.”

“Well, I congratulate you on achieving partner level in such a prestigious firm.”

“Thank you.”

Menus arrived, and they ordered. Stone could not resist the taco soup, a favorite of his.

“Most of my business interests are on the West Coast,” Prince said, “but I’m considering some projects in New York, among them a new hotel.”

“Sounds interesting,” Stone said.

“I think it will be,” Prince replied. “Might you have an interest in representing me for my New York projects?”

“I’m afraid I would have a conflict that would prevent me from doing so,” Stone said.

“You’re referring to your representation of Mrs. Calder?”

“I am.”

“How did you become involved with her?”

Stone paused. Did Prince’s use of “involved” have a double meaning? “We’ve been friends for a number of years.”

“I understand she’s broken ties with Howard Sharp, in Charlottesville,” Prince said.

“I’m not surprised you know about that,” Stone said, “having bought her house there.”