Two peas in a pod, her and James Parker. I filled him in on what we did know. About Helen and Beth-Ann Downing. About Rose Keller, and the Vinnie brigade. "We need to know more about the night you saw them," I said. "We know Helen wanted money from you, and she told you it was for rehab, but I don't think that's the case. Think about your conversation with Helen. Specific words. Gestures. Clues that might give us a lead as to where the money would actually be going, or what was running through Helen's mind when you saw her." He rubbed his head, either thinking very hard or working very hard not to think. "Henry, it was a rough night. I remember the big things. The gun, this woman I hadn't seen in years looking like she was hopped up on something." "Like what?" "I don't know, I'm not a doctor. But her eyes were The Fury 169 red as all hell and she had a bad cough. That girl was not in good shape." I looked at Amanda. That would jibe with the pos sibility that Helen was still using. "Anything else?" I asked.
