“Maybe. On the other hand, if he threatened to involve her if she didn’t play along, she might figure it was better to end up with part of the money instead of none. Or Cantwell may have had some other plan in mind when he set the thing up.”
“I don’t know how you guys make out,” he said, shaking his head. “You certainly reach. If we tried to run our investigations the way you run yours, we’d be out of business.”
“Would that be bad?” I asked innocently and watched his face darken. “That was a joke, son. I permit myself one a day. Sorry you don’t like the Cantwell theory, but such things have been known to happen.”
“I know,” he said sourly. “I’ve worked on a couple of them myself. When they do happen there’s always some kind of evidence—not just the wishful thinking of some insurance comp
