“How did it get to this? God, Tony. I’m so sorry I got you involved.” Then she thought of Rachel. Her stomach felt sick. She picked up the phone and called Kurt.
“Kurt, it’s Claire. I just thought of something that may be helpful to your case. It’s probably nothing, but Senator Hancock has in his possession a baseball that I believe came from Tony’s apartment. Now, I know very little about the game, but I believe it is signed by… God, what was that name? Tony loved it and made a big deal about it. Oh, yes. It was signed by Bill Buckner. I saw the Senator showing a baseball to some of our colleagues today. It probably isn’t the same one, but you might want to check Tony’s flat for it.” She raised her glass for another sip of wine. “Of course, I’m sure it’s nothing, like I said before. But I know that you want to know everything I can remember. Yes, no problem. Good night, Kurt.”
She filled her glass again, and went to her room to change from a towel to something suitable for the coffee house. “Eve, please be there tonight, just come tonight.”
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