“Who?” Hugh had to admit he was surprised that Ray was being this helpful.
“Terbasse.”
“Francis Terbasse?” His gaze darted to Townsend. Perhaps the reporter had been right and Terbasse was involved.
“That’s the one,” said Ray.
“How can he help? He’s nothing but a pampered playboy.” He didn’t want Ray to think they were even remotely suspicious of Terbasse.
“Who is well known in those circles.”
“But why would this rich guy help me?” asked Jethro.
“He wouldn’t.”
“Then why—”
“Unless he considered you a friend”—Ray waved his hand—“of sorts.”
“How do I become his friend?”
Hugh shrugged when Jethro glanced at him. He had no idea, but he did like that Jethro had looked to him. Maybe the two of them could learn to get along, at least a little.
“By entertaining him or giving him someth
