BEWARE THE CURVES
The name of the man you want is Karl Carver Endicott. He lives at Citrus Grove. . . I said to our client. Ansel moistened his lips with the tip of his tongue. . . I hadn't anticipated that you'd just get the name. That's what you wanted, I told him. In case you're interested in the murder. I'm not interested in the murder. I merely wanted. . . Suddenly his voice trailed away into dismayed silence. I grinned at him. How did you know there'd been a murder, Ansel?