"Did she ever sleep with Vance?"
"If she did she never talked about it, but I wouldn't be surprised. Quite apart from Vance's talents as a lover, lots of women would have slept with him just to be able to say they did. Beverly would have been one of those."
"But she never said she did?"
"Not to me, and I suppose, not to any woman I know, because I would have heard about it within minutes."
"Lots of people knew Vance slept around?"
"They did before he got married, but after that, he became a lot more discreet."
"He didn't stop sleeping around, he just became more discreet about it?"
"That's about right. As part of being more discreet, he might have slept with fewer women. I never discussed it with him."
"I don't mean to pry, but when you and Vance were sleeping together, it was after he was married?"
"Sure, you mean to pry, but I don't mind. Yes, it was afterward."
"Where did you meet?"
"My RV or his."
"Ever at his bungalow?"
"Once or twice, late, after Betty had gone for the day."
"He wouldn't have wanted Betty to know?"
"I guess not. Word was, they once had a thing going. Maybe he thought she might be jealous." Stone picked at his salmon and sipped his wine.
"What are you thinking, Stone?"
"Sorry, I was just letting my mind wander. Sometimes that helps me sort things out."
"Have you sorted something out?"
"No."
Charlene laughed.
"Beverly did something strange tonight."
"What did she do?"
Stone told her about the incident in the powder room.
"She was probably hoping you'd ravish her on the spot."
"No, it wasn't like that."
Charlene shrugged. "Did you talk to Dr. Lansing Drake at all?"
"No," Stone replied.
"He seemed to get a little skittish when I mentioned you."
"He behaved oddly at dinner last night, too. Why might he feel uncomfortable around me?"