"What do you mean?"
"Farrar wasn't the type to run off at the mouth, especially to a dame like Sugar. And if he had, all the more reason not to kill Laurel before Sugar was taken care of. Loose ends, Viv. Too many of them. Farrar was a tidy person. That's why nobody could ever get anything on him."
"Then why did he frame that alibi? You're not being - "
"He didn't frame any alibi. Gambler's luck, Viv. I got it, and he didn't."
Her mouth opened, and then closed again.
Clive said, "He went home sulking and a little drunk, and he didn't speak or show his face. Farrar wasn't near Laurel that night, after he left the Skyway Club." He inhaled deeply and let the smoke idle out with his words. "You want to take it from there, Viv?"
She said, in a peculiarly calm voice, "You're doing all righ
