shots.â
âMost?â
âMost.â
âBut not all?â
He winked. âNot all.â
I nodded. âSo, I take it that this collection includes at least one bondage shot?â
âDamn,â he said, âyouâre good. Score one point for the girl with the All-World Tush.â
I felt a chill. âA bondage shot of Sally?â
âCorrect again,â he said, slipping into his game-show host voice. âDon Pardo, tell her what sheâs won.â
I let the information sink in. âBenny, how in the world do you get access to this kind of stuff?â
âVee haf our sources, Meez Gold.â
âA cop?â
âMaybe, maybe not.â
âReliable?â
âTotally.â
I sat back. âI am impressed.â
âMe, too. Sometimes I have to pinch myself just to confirm Iâm for real.â
âStill,â I said, contemplating his information, âit doesnât prove he killed her.â
âTrue, but it hurts like hell.â
âYes and no. All it proves for sure is that he or she or both of them happened to enjoy bondage. Bondage is more common than you think. Thereâs even a section on it in The Joy of Sex .â
âThe Joy of Sex?â He stood up, feigning shock. âGood grief, Rachel Gold, what are you doing reading up on bondage in The Joy of Sex ?â He paused, placing his hand on his chest, as if deeply moved. âOh, my. Are you finally preparing yourself to become my bride?â
âRight,â I said, blushing despite myself.
âExcellent, dude.â He sat back down with a satisfied grin. âBut be sure to study the section on oral sex, although, alas, Iâm sure itâs missing from your copy.â
âWhat are you talking about?â
He shook his head sadly. âI have this theory that somehow, through the wonders of modern technology and pursuant to a secret pact with the rabbinical council, the publishers of sex manuals have excised all references to blow jobs from every volume sold to Jewish women and replaced them with an inflammatory and wholly inaccurate essay on oral hygiene.â
âVery funny, Benny. Look, my point is that lots of normal people are involved in bondage, and they donât die. Itâs just a harmless sexual game.â
âMaybe, but according to my source, one of the photos has her trussed up in pretty much the way she was when they found her.â
I let that one sink in. âWow,â I said softly.
âAnd his alibi bites. He says he was home alone that night. He says he watched Monday Night Football , which ended around eleven-thirty, and then he went to bed. Pretty lame.â
I nodded. âThat doesnât do much for him.â
âAnd then thereâs your lawsuit. Talk about a mortal blow. What did the cops think?â
âTwo detectives from the Major Case Squad came by last night around eight to take my statement. They wanted to know all about her injuries, about what she told me about him, about anything and everything I could recall about her. They were extremely interested in her comment about how he liked to tie her up and masturbate.â
Benny crossed his arms over his chest. âYou realize that if it really was him youâre going to end up as a witness at the murder trial.â
I sighed. âProbably.â
âWhich means youâll get to experience the thrill of being cross-examined by the Wolf Man.â
My eyes widened. âReally?â
Benny nodded. âIâve heard that McBride has already retained him.â
The Wolf Man was Jonathan Wolf, a rising star in the criminal defense bar.
âOne word of advice, Rachel,â he said solemnly. âYou better not let the Wolf Man find out about your obsession with sex manuals.â
âBenny,â I said, exasperated, âwhy is it that it takes the average woman four years to get through puberty and it takes the