King sat back, puzzled. “You didn’t recognize her voice?”
“No, it was muffled by the door. Kyle obviously didn’t know who she was either. And she was armed, so I didn’t want to push my luck in finding out.”
“No, you did the right thing. A thou
sand dollars a pop; that should narrow the list down.”
“Obviously a wealthy woman or one with access to money.”
“I thought it was only the dancers who stayed in those rooms.”
“Well, I can’t be sure that it wasn’t one of the dancers,” replied Sylvia. “From what I heard she performed some sort of striptease for him, although he became furious when it didn’t end in sexual intercourse. I remember him clearly yelling at her for ‘shaking her naked ass’ right in front of him and then not letting him ‘do her,’ something vulgar like that. I certainly never saw that side of him at work, thank God.”
“What sort of drugs are we talking?”
“Painkillers mostly, but potent ones. Some that if you circumvent the time-release component, or take too many, can give you a very dramatic shock, sometimes life-threatening.”
“And you saw her leave?”
“I think it was her, but I couldn’t be a hundred percent sure. If it was, she drove off in a convertible Mercedes-Benz—you know, one of the older styles, like an antique. I couldn’t get the license plate, and I couldn’t make out the color for sure, but it was dark, maybe a green or dark blue. So if that was her, I guess she wasn’t one of the dancers. If so, she would have just stayed at the club.”
“We should still be able to trace the car.”
“What should I do about Kyle?”
“Seems like it’s a police matter. You have the proof and you were a witness.”
“Do you think I should confront him with it?”
“No! There’s no telling what he might do. I’ll speak with Todd tomorrow and see what he thinks. But you better start thinking about finding a new assistant.”
She slowly nodded. “I guess I should have seen this coming. Kyle was always cutting things close. I caught him on the computer in the admin office the other day, and he gave me a B.S. story about buying supplies. He was probably fudging the pharmacy inventory while I was standing right there.”
“He’s obviously good at lying, and while he seems like the nonviolent type, those are just the ones you have to be careful about. I’ll handle it first thing in the morning.”
She smiled at him. “It’s nice to be taken care of for a change.”
He returned the smile and looked around. “They have an excellent wine cellar here. Mind if I order something extraordinary?”
“Like I said, it’s nice to be taken care of.”
“If memory serves me correctly, they have a 1982 Château Ducru-Beaucaillou.”
“Ducru-Beaucaillou? My French is a little rusty.”
“It means ‘beautiful pebble,’ ” he said, staring at her eyes. “Seems appropriate.”
The next two hours went very quickly, and the conversation moved away from Kyle to more personal issues.
“George and I used to come here every year for our anniversary,” said Sylvia as she stared out the window at the full moon hovering over them.
“Nice place to celebrate,” commented King. “I actually brought Michelle here when we started our agency.”
“I was laid up in the hospital so drugged up I didn’t even know he’d been killed until a couple of days later.”
“What were you in the hospital for?”
“Ruptured diverticulum of the colon. George performed the surgery on me. It became a little more involved once he got in there, and I had a reaction to the anesthesia and my blood pressure bottomed out. Not really a dinner topic, sorry.”