"Yes, I think so."
"Thank you so much. One more thing, please?"
"Sure."
"Have any detectives been here to ask you questions?" Jesse asked.
"Yes, two private detectives came to see me about five months ago, shortly after Bernard's death. I told them nothing."
The elevator opened.
"Take care," Mather said.
Before the elevator reached the ground floor Jesse decided that today was a special day. Jesse felt brave. She could face the past. She hailed a cab and told the driver to take her to The Rough House on East 29th Street.
Jesse pushed through the doors of the restaurant. Coming in from the sunshine the inside of The Rough House looked dark and Jesse's eyes took a few moments to accustom themselves to the somber surroundings. The staff was setting up for the evening crowd. Behind the
