Tosh asked. “What time is it?” Lacy asked. “A little before five.” “Sure.” Since she usually began her day at six, and since she didn’t envision being able to go back to sleep anytime soon, she might as well eat. They went to the diner where they had gone a year ago when they first met. “This is where we had our first date, although I guess it was never a date in your mind,” Tosh said as he picked up a menu. “Tosh,” she started, but he cut her off with a wave of his menu. “Forget it. I didn’t mean to bring anything up. I’m tired and frazzled. How did it go with Pearl?” “Horribly.” She told him all about the interview, about how Pearl hadn’t taken her advice, how she had basically told the detectives every incriminating thing she could think of. “We have a lot of work to do,” Tosh said. “How so?” Lacy asked. “If we’re going to get Pearl out.” “Oh, right. First things first, we have to call a real lawyer. Maybe he can get her to cop to an insanity defense.
