for a movie star, Vance Calder, and married him instead.”
“I remember Vance Calder.”
“Everybody does. A few months after his death she married me. A few months after that, she was murdered by a ditched lover, and I inherited Vance’s estate. He owned a lot of L.A. real estate, including a large house on eighteen acres in Bel-Air. Some partners and I developed it into a hotel, which we called the Arrington, and part of the deal was that I would have a house on the property. That’s where we’re headed, and so is your aunt’s car. Now, if you’ll excuse me, flying makes me sleepy.”
By the time Stone had finished his nap, they were on their final approach to Burbank Airport. Upon landing, they were met by a Bentley from the hotel and a van for their luggage.
“What will happen to Faith and the other pilot?” Max asked as they got into the car.
“After they’ve put the airplane into its hangar, they’ll rent a car and drive to the Arrington. There’s a guesthouse where they’ll be comfortable. Faith knows the way.”
Forty minutes later, Stone was showing Max his house and the grounds, while their luggage was being unpacked in the master suite by staff. Max liked the pool. “I wish I’d brought a swimsuit,” she said.
“You don’t need one. It’s completely private, but if you’re shy, go down to the shop and pick out something.”
Max found a thick terrycloth robe in the bathroom and started undressing. “Join me?” she asked, tossing him the other robe.
“You’re on,” he said.
Moments later they were floating in the cool water under a hot sun.
“So, what’s this board meeting you have to go to tomorrow?”
“Centurion Studios,” Stone said.
“Movies?”
“And television, lots of television.”
“How did you get involved in the movies?”
“Vance Calder, in his youth as an actor, negotiated a deal with Centurion that gave him ten percent of the gross of every movie, and shares in the studio. By the time his fifty-year career ended, he was the largest single shareholder of the studio. A lot of it is in Peter’s trust.”
“Who’s Peter?”
“I’ll tell you, but it is a deep, dark secret. So you can’t tell anyone else.”
She made the motions of crossing her heart.
“I got Arrington pregnant shortly before she left me. I didn’t know, and neither did she. Eventually, she had a son, which Vance, naturally, thought was his. At least, I don’t think she ever told him. Peter got the larger share of Vance’s estate, and I manage his trust. I bought more shares, and with the shares of some friends thrown in, we have a small majority of the stock. Peter changed his last name to mine, and now he’s a director at Centurion, in partnership with Dino’s son, Ben, who’s now head of production. I have to attend board meetings to vote our group’s stock and see that all our interests are protected.”
“Will I meet Peter while I’m here?”
“Yes, and Ben, too. They and their wives are coming to dinner tomorrow evening.”
“Well,” she said, “I guess I’ll have to wear clothes.”
“Not on my account,” Stone said. “I like you au naturel.”
“Then I’ll try to be that way whenever possible.”
“What more can I ask?” Stone said, pulling himself out of the pool. “Except a drink. Join me?”
“You betcha,” Max said, hoisting herself out and grabbing a robe. “And I’ll be modest for a short while.”
23
Tommy Scully arrived at his desk around ten and found a note from his captain reading, See me. He did not find this encouraging. Usually if the captain had something to say he would come to Tommy’s desk or call him on the phone to discuss it. A summons did not bode well.
Tommy hoped to find the captain extremely busy, so that he would postpone the meeting or just forget about it, but the captain was alone in his office, staring at the wall.
“Come in, Tommy,” he said, “and sit down.”
Not good. “How you doing, Captain?”
The captain took a breath to answer, then let it out without speaking. “Tommy,” he said finally, “you’re the most experienced officer we’ve got, and I respect you.”
It felt to Tommy as if there was a but coming, so he waited patiently for the captain to speak his mind. “I want your assessment of Detective Maxine Crowley, before and after her recent good fortune.” His use of Max’s full name, which Tommy had never heard spoken at the station, made it occur to him that, maybe, this conversation was being recorded. “Go ahead,”