CHAPTER 9KEW had come to. Con was asking, “Where is Dare?” His voice was careless. He stood by the music cabinet. He was setting out bottles and glasses but he hadn’t mixed drinks yet.
Kew spoke anxiously, “Hasn’t she been with you?” and then he turned to Kathie, “When did you see her?”
“Not for hours.” She raised her face as a flower would. “That’s why I came over here, Kew. She hasn’t been at the apartment for hours. She left almost as soon as we got there. She said she’d send you to keep me company but you didn’t come.” She was reproachful. She took the best chair.
Kew turned on Con then. “What were her orders? What did you tell her to do?”
“You knew she was working for me?” The two men measured each other.
“She didn’t have to tell me. You’ve had her on Pembrooke.” He took two glas
