The dealing at Cambria Pines had been a first step. She now had the best share of the revenue she could reasonably hope for, and in the most secure form. There were details to watch — the terms of the trust fund were important — but the principle of her right to a major share had been established.
It still puzzled him that Serafin had agreed so readily to the changes. The specter of adverse publicity may have frightened him a little, and perhaps he assumed his influence over Goldine would guarantee him fat pickings, but the way he had capitulated without a syllable of protest was difficult to understand. It seemed he was not interested in haggling over terms. If that was so, it would be useful to know what
Now that he was back in circulation, Dryden could begin to check some of the details Serafin had mentioned in his account of Goldine. Her mother’s accident: there should be something in the files of the Los Angeles
Jackie came in again with the calendar. ‘I’ve put off all the lunch dates up to Friday, and I’m working on next week. By the way, Mr. Dryden, did you wear those shirts I bought?’
‘Forgive me, Jackie. I should have mentioned that. They were fine.’
‘Your weekend was okay?’
‘Fine. Just fine.’
‘I’ll get back to the phone, then,’ said Jackie.
She had come to him a year ago with a rave reference from one of the top executives at Gulf Oil. So far, she had measured up to it. Quick, thoughtful and intelligent, she had not given him the least doubt of her integrity. He didn’t like damaging the confidence between them, but he would rather say nothing than fabricate an account of his weekend.
The
On a quick inspection, nothing conflicted with the information Serafin had given out at the retreat. A second reference book,
He looked up another entry:
He wasn’t learning anything of importance he didn’t know already, so he went to the room where the
He found the report in the issue for Saturday, May 25: