Аннотация
Robert B Parker
Widow’s Walk
Joan, Dave, and Dan: the rest is decoration.
CHAPTER ONE
“I think she’s probably guilty,” Rita Fiore said to me.
We were in her office, high up, with a view of the harbor.
“And you’re her lawyer,” I said.
“Tells you about her case,” Rita said. She sat on the edge of her desk in front of me, her thick red hair gleaming. She had on a black suit with a very short skirt. Rita knew her legs were good.
“But you’ll represent her anyway.”
“Like everyone else,” Rita said, “she’s entitled to the best defense she can get.”
“Or afford,” I said.
Rita smiled. “Or afford.”
“She got money?”
“Oodles,” Rita said.
“Last time I worked for you,” I said, “I almost got killed.”
“I know,” Rita said. “We could give you hazardous-duty pay.”
“It’s all hazardous duty,” I said. “Tell me about your client.”
“Mary Smith.”
“Mary Smith?”
“Honest to God,” R...
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