�Well, Claire would be able to verify Denby�s story on the bar fight,� Mary offered.

�Who can corroborate the Siquieros connection, Denby?� Diane glared at him.

Harry thought for a while, and then sighed, �No one. Not a single reliable soul.� He looked up at her with a mixture of hope and mischief, and said in an oddly tense voice, �You�re just going to have to trust me on that one.� With that, he sat up straight and appeared to be listening to something outside in the hallway. He stood and walked over to the window, peering out between Claire�s lace curtains. �Put some more tea on.�

�Why?� Mary asked.

�We�ve got company,� Diane answered for Harry, as he nodded from the window.

Right on cue, someone pounded roughly on the door.

�Police! Open Up!�