It was a heavy material that had a slight sheen, like water at night, rippling with every move she made. The skirt had a flowery, lacy fringe, running...along most of its edge getting smaller as it went to her hip. The candy striped stockings were still there, with a small lacy garter on each leg, but now they entered into patent leather, high-heeled, platformed boots, all shiny and freshly polished the night before. She had on arm warmers, a deep red, two latex bands around her upper arms, and a. "What does that mean?" she asked."Just let's get through this and I think you'll understand," I said. "Could you tell me when you first knew that Dez was suspected of killing Biff Wells?" I suspected it the moment I heard that son of a bitch was dead," Elizabeth answered. My evasiveness had pushed her temper to the boiling point."Ellie," I said, looking hard at her, "this isn't the time for bullshit. I need to know when you were alerted that Tiny Huntley was on the radar for Wells' murder. Can. ."What are you girls doing?" I asked her."I'm teaching Jamie to play cat's cradle. She's really good. We're upto foursies. Do you want to see?"She put her hand in the pocket of her shorts and took out a longmulticolored loop of string, which she deftly wove between her fingersinto a crisscross pattern."Okay, Jamie, your turn."To my surprise Jamie went over, intertwined her fingers with the string,twisted her hands around and produced another pattern. Merry studied itfor a second, then. My mole told me that it wasn't doing too well, she'd had some trouble making her FICA deposits and a credit check turned up some delinquencies and lates.I hopped a plane with a cropped photo so I wouldn't make a mistake in identity and next day I walked into the shop. Sure enough, it was her and I browsed the store until there weren't any customers before I approached her."Lisa?" Yes." She turned and her face dropped a little ... she was using her middle name now ... Annie.I held up the photo.