"Do you know a Norma Martin?" Ray was trying to bring the pieces together.
"There's Nutty Norma. She'd come over here and do you right through the bars. Just let me know." He grinned. "Guess you don't mean her. Let's see, Norma Martin? Don't think so. Is she hot?"
"How about Tammy Jerrold?"
Beau brightened. "Of course, I know her." He plainly had given some thought to this subject.
"How do you know her? She's a generation ahead of you."
"She's around the city offices a lot. Got a smoking hot body. You seen the rack on that babe? And the word is they're real. Yeah, she's pretty old. The only forty year old I'd ever bang."
"You're a man of high standards. Was she romantically involved with the senator?"
"Romantically involved? Man, I'm gonna start talking like that. You mean like was he doing her? Now you see when I talk, people know what I'm saying. When you talk, people have to think. How did you zero in on them two, you being new in town?"
"What's your guess, were they...banging?"
"You think a powerful man like the senator is gonna let that nice stuff jiggle around him and let it go to waste, get real."
"I know she doesn't dress flashy, however I was told she's a pushover."
"Only in my dreams, man. You've seen her? Is she gravy or what?"
"Spectacular," Ray said going along with it.
"Didn't think of spectacular, that's cool."
"It seems there are lots of suspects, lots of motives."
"Dude's looking for a get-out-of-jail-free card. Depends on the evidence don't it? Depends on how it all shakes down. You can have many suspects all of them with shitty alibis and it don't mean zip, if the lab puts you at the crime scene. And that's just what they did."
"What?"
"Oh, wasn't supposed to say nothing. I guess you'll find out soon enough. They found something proves you pulled the trigger on the senator."
No question about how serious this had become, much more than expected. He must get a lawyer, any lawyer right now. He sent Beau off to find a pad, pencil and a phone book.
Ray sat reading the Sunday paper. In the back pages, there were other pieces on the life and times of Senator Towson. The obituary had to be overblown; no one who didn't walk on water could be that magnificent. He might not have been the god described by the paper, yet Ray could see that the senator had lived a meaningful and important life. The editorial demanded justice on a scale befitting such an outstanding public figure.