“That was the weapon of choice of someone with whom I was very close.”
“Yeah? You know some pretty interesting people.” I hadn’t originally planned to investigate Quinn’s mother, but I’d been intrigued by all her Sebring traits, and I had. I’d learned she and Folana Fournaise had been in London at the same time, when Portia Sebring had been sent to Great Britain to make her come-out back in the late fifties—but how did simply being in the same city result in Folana Fournaise calling Mrs. Mann her dear friend? And what was up with the violets I’d been asked to give her? I’d have to look into this. “Mrs. Wexler is going to need serious plastic surgery. I was asked to give you this.” I put the tiny bouquet of violets in her hand.
“Thank you, Mark.”
“I’ll be damned if I know how a woman got
