I was convinced now that Tony was our man. There had been only two lives between him and a huge fortune -- just like Rodger Baskerville Vandeleur Stapleton. He was a gambler; he used drugs; he had access to the dogs, to the van, and to the one woman who knew how to recall them from an attack. I thought we should just call the LOPD and let them do the rest of the work from this point.

    Shirley however was not finished collecting evidence.

    "Shirley," I whined, "why can't you admit it's over? Why can't you call the police and tell them what we know about Tony Leoni and sit back and reap the rewards of a job well done?"

    "Because the job is not 'done' as you say. It is true that circumstantial evid...

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