“What type are you talking about?”
“Somebody interested in young girls, not women. Harvard Guy’s wife is pregnant, as you know, so she can’t exactly pass as an innocent girl, but Rich spends all his time with her. Meanwhile, that weirdo from the back row acts like a little boy, hiding what he’s reading and avoiding all the women in the room.”
Dana sighed and looked at her watch. “I have to get going. I still have to make myself a bite to eat and then go pick Bill up at the airport.” She hoped Larry was just as wrapped up in solving the murder as she was now. If they could track down the little blond guy and prove he was the murderer, Larry’s problems with the cops would disappear.
Larry reached into his pocket and came out with a few coins. “This is all I’ve got,” he said. “Could you pa
