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"It's all right, Edward." She was standing on a ]ow step of the wide, curving
staircase. She held a lazgun pointed at Jake. "I'm Beth
Kittridge."
it was Beth. Alive again and looking exactly as she had the last time
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he'd been with her. '2 was hired to find you by your insurance company," he
explained, moving nearer to her. "I thought you might be here. Quite a few
things have happened since you left Acapulco, and it's safe to come home now."
The frown faded from her face and she took a few steps toward him.
"Jake Cardigan," she said slowly and thoughtfully. "Yes, my father--when I
still had faith in him--spoke highly of you. Your record as a cop wasn't all
that admirable toward the end, but we concluded you'd been framed." She
nodded, smiling quietly at him.
"Yes, I think I can trust you."
"You can, yeah."
She lowered the gun to her side, moving even closer to him. "You know," she
said, "I have the feeling we've met somewhere before."
Jake grinned at her. "Matter of fact, we have," he said. "Let me tell you
about it."
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