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"Nice to have met you, Mr. Washington," she said, and marched out of the room.
"She didn't mean to jump on you that way, Matt," H. Richard Detweiler said. "She's naturally upset."
"Yes, sir," Matt said.
"Thank you very much for your cooperation, Mr. Detweiler," Washington said.
"Thank you, Mr. Washington," Detweiler said. "And you, too, Matt."
****
In the car Washington asked, even before they'd passed through the gate, "What's going on this afternoon? With the wedding party?"
"I don't know what you're asking," Matt confessed.
"If you weren't out Sherlock Holmesing with me, where would you be?"
Pushing a typewriter outside Wohl's office, Matt thought, then, That's not what he's asking.
"With Chad Nesbitt," Matt said.
"The bridegroom?"
"Yeah."
"That's what I hoped," Washington said. "Where's that gorgeous new car of yours?"
"Bustleton and Bowler."
Washington reached for the microphone, then flicked a switch.
"W-William Three," he said into the mike. "I need a Highway car to meet me at City Line and Monument."
"W-William Three, this is Highway Twenty. I'm westbound on the Schuylkill Expressway at City Line."
"Highway Twenty, meet me at City Line and Monument."
"Twenty, 'kay."
Washington put down the microphone and turned to Matt. "They'll give you a ride to get your car," he said. "What I'm hoping is that your peers will not be struck dumb when they remember you're a cop. You just might pick up something. Go through the whole business. What is that again?"
"Not much. Just the wedding itself and the reception."
"The bachelor party was last night?"
"Yeah. I missed it."
"Pity. It might have been interesting."
Washington shifted around on the seat, taking out the stuff he had removed from Penelope Detweiler's wastebasket and clothing pockets and handing it to Matt. There were half a dozen matchbooks, several crumpled pieces of paper, several tissues with what could have been spots of dried blood on them, and the small plastic vial.
"What do you think is in the vial?"
"I wouldn't be surprised if what was in the vial was cocaine," Washington said. "I'll drop it by the lab and find out. The tissues indicate she might have been injecting heroin."
Washington saw the look of mingled surprise and confusion on Matt' s face and went on: "Heroin users will often dab the needle mark with tissues. Thus the blood spots. Cocaine is usually snorted or smoked, but some experienced junkies sometimes mix cocaine with their heroin and then inject it. They call it a speedball. The cocaine provides an immediate euphoria, a rush, lasting maybe fifteen, twenty, twenty-five minutes. Then the heroin kicks in, as a depressant, and brings the user down from the high into a mellow low lasting for several hours. Very powerful, very dangerous. "
"Jesus," Matt said, visibly upset. Then he asked, "Is it evidence? I mean, we didn't have a search warrant or probable cause."
