“Did we seem close, sir? Me and Luce West?” He sounded puzzled. “Sure. That’s why I’ve let you run around without a partner. Didn’t want to saddle you with a replacement. God, that I lived long enough to see Luce West laid low by some two-bit crook like Carol Widdener . . . ! It’s a rotten world, Starr.” “People keep telling me that,” she said.
