14
“Max,” Dante said as he rocked back in his desk chair, hands clasped behind his head. “It’s a pity you weren’t here to meet Benny’s Jane. I’d have been interested in your opinion of the lady.” He waited for Max to look appropriately regretful, then asked, “You get everything taken care of?”
“Yes, Mr. Dante. Henry won’t trouble you again.”
“Good.” Dante frowned. “Miss Luci said I could bring Cloris to some party on Sunday. Think you’d better go with me, too. Keep your eyes open, let me know what you think. Oh, and Max?”
“Yes, Mr. Dante?”
“Find out all you can about the Seymours. She says the scam is her aunts’. They’re the ones with the body in the freezer.”
“Right.” Max made a note.
“Miss Luci tells me they’ve had another one turn up under some bushes. If they did do these guys—”
