Harry wondered if these afore-mentioned brothers had dared to quip about whether he was also hiding a flask in his jacket, but he decided not to push it just yet. His experienced eyes studied the pockets of Bob�s jacket, but he could discern no telltale shapes there.

Bob got a sympathetic look on his face. Harry knew he�d been observed. He sat back and rubbed his temples again. He popped in the Excedrin and took a big swig of water. And another.

Bob was all business as he moved on to the matter of Harry�s incarceration. As he spoke, Harry sipped his coffee and studied him. He wasn�t much older than Harry, but he had a lot of gray in his dark hair, particularly about the temples. He was muscular and fit. He had a deep, resonating baritone voice and perfect teeth. He could be Harry�s older brother. Any jury would love this guy. Harry hoped he would never have to find out in person.

�I spoke to the judge this morning, and she�s not willing to let you out O.R.�

Harry looked up, hurt.

Bob continued, �Some detectives from the 1-5 testified that you were a flight risk and that you may have amassed some running money. The judge ordered your assets frozen, pending the outcome of the investigation. She issued a search warrant, and the officers from the 1-5 were assigned to give your pad and Kirkendall�s the toss.�

�Well, Bob,� Harry sighed, �you certainly have been busy this morning, I�ll acknowledge that. I�m just disappointed the judge would waste all those good detectives� time on a futile endeavor like that. Do you have any other tidings of joy for me?�

Bob looked Harry straight in the eye. Harry respected that unflinching strength. This lawyer was not a sniveling wimp like so many others he�d met. This one was really going to be able to help him; he could feel it. No bull. That was exactly what Harry needed right now.

Bob forced a smile. �Well, Harry, the arraignment is this afternoon. I brought a suit that one of the officers released from your apartment this morning. Get cleaned up. You know the drill. Shower and shave. Must look dapper and respectable today.�

Denby admired the charcoal gray pinstripe suit, white shirt and gray tie. Freshly shined black shoes, black socks. And gray silk boxer briefs. �Who selected this ensemble?�

Harry lifted the shirt and briefs to his face, and immediately detected traces of gardenia and sandalwood, the distinctive spicy aroma of Dolce Vita perfume. In a second, he knew who had been rummaging around in his dresser drawers.

Bob didn�t answer. He could tell by the look on Harry�s face it wasn�t necessary.

�Harry, just remember. Don�t get your hopes up for any kind of release. One o�clock.�