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files.”
    Jasper decided to ignore that. He was still trying to recall the first name of his new junior partner. It snapped into his head with dazzling clarity. “Olivia. That was it. Olivia Chantry.”
    â€œWhy does that name sound familiar?” Al mused.
    â€œRollie told me that she runs her own business there in Seattle. One of those event production companies.”
    â€œYou mean the kind of firm you hire to stage a large function like a fancy charity ball or a political fundraiser?”
    â€œYes.” Jasper rummaged around in a few more mental drawers and came up with another name. “Light Fantastic. I think that’s the name of her company.”
    â€œYou’re kidding?” Al whistled softly. “I’ll be damned. It all comes back to me now.”
    â€œWhat comes back to you?”
    â€œWe are talking about Olivia Chantry of Light Fantastic, right?”
    â€œYes.” Jasper noticed that a small line was forming near the departure gate. “Why?”
    â€œIf you weren’t such a philistine when it comes to art, you’d know who your new partner is.”
    â€œRollie never said anything about her being an artist.”
    â€œShe’s not,” Al said patiently. “But she was married to one for a while. Logan Dane, no less. Even you must have heard of him.”
    â€œDane.” Jasper watched the gate. It looked like the plane was loading early. He did not want to risk missing the flight. “Sure, I’ve heard of him. Who hasn’t? He’s dead, though, isn’t he? Got killed in an accident in Europe or something a while back?”
    â€œThree years ago the man ran with the bulls in Pamplona,” Al whispered reverently.
    â€œProbably drunk.”
    â€œFor God’s sake, Sloan, is there no romance or passion in your soul? Didn’t you ever read Hemingway? Running with the bulls is the ultimate challenge. Man against beast.”
    â€œI take it the beast came out on top in Logan Dane’s case?”
    â€œYeah.” Al’s voice resumed its normal tenor. “Some say it was suicide. Legend has it that his wife, your new partner, was getting set to divorce him. Dane went a little mad at the prospect of losing his wife, his business manager, and his muse all at once and took off for Pamplona.”
    â€œHis wife was all of those things rolled into one?”
    â€œSo they say.”
    â€œWhere did you get all that, Al?”
    â€œDon’t you remember the article in
West Coast Neo
magazine last year?” Al asked.
    â€œHell, no.
West Coast Neo
is one of those slick, glossy rags that caters to the arty-literati set, isn’t it?”
    â€œYep.”
    â€œI don’t have time to read that kind of stuff.”
    â€œYou know, Jasper, some day you really ought to try reading something besides the
Wall Street Journal
and
Hard Currency
. You’d be amazed at how much more well-rounded you’d become. People might start inviting you out. You could even develop a social life.”
    â€œSkip the lecture on how I don’t get out enough. What else do you know about Olivia Chantry?”
    â€œJust what I read in the
West Coast Neo
piece. Crawford Lee Wilder called her Logan Dane’s Dark Muse.”
    â€œWho the hell is Crawford Lee Wilder?”
    â€œDamn, you are a troglodyte when it comes to culture, aren’t you? Wilder works for
West Coast Neo
. He’s very big in the journalism world. Got a Pulitzer a while back when he was working for the
Seattle Banner-Journal
. He did an investigative reporting series onone of those big motivational speaker firms. You know, a company that gives seminars on how to motivate employees.”
    That clicked. “I remember the series. I read it.”
    â€œCongratulations,” Al said dryly.
    â€œHe did a solid, in-depth analysis. Showed that the company was operating a scam.”
    â€œThe firm he profiled later filed for