"TUROW, SCOTT - THE BURDEN OF PROOF" - читать интересную книгу автора (Turrow Scott)

"For?"

"Legal business. I met with a number of lawyers." The fact that Dixon
might be in very serious difficulties, so sorely troubling only an hour
ago, recurred to Stern now with a disconcerting novelty. The urgency of
that situation waved to him like a hand disappearing in the deep, out of
reach for the time being.

"How long you gone?" Nogalski asked. "I left very early yesterday."

"You talk to her?"

"I tried last night, but there was no answer. We have a symphony
series. I assumed she had gone for coffee afterwards with friends."

"Who spoke to her last, so far as you know?"

Stern deliberated. Peter's shrill manner would quickly antagonize the
police.

"My son might have."

"He out there?"

"He is quite emotional at the moment."

Nogalski, for whatever reason, allowed himself a brief, disparaging
smile.

"You do that often?" one of the cops behind him asked.

"What is that, Officer?"

"Travel. Out of town?"

"Occasionally it is necessary."

"where'd you stay?" the woman asked. Stern tried not to react to the
drift of the questions. The officers, of course, knew by now who he was
and reacted accordingly-they despised most criminal defense lawyers, who
hindered the police at every turn and were often richly rewarded for
their efforts. To the police, this was a natural opportunity chance to
pester an adversary and to indulge their customary nasty fancies about
foul play and motives.

Maybe the spick was humping his girlfriend in Chi while somebody for
hire set this up. You never know unless you ask.

"On this occasion, I was at the Ritz." Stern stood.