Chapter 7 Chapter VII Perjury vs. Trap

Mason keenly observed the black-haired, black-eyed woman across the table. She was found by Taina from the employment agency, and her appearance and figure met Mason's requirements. "Your name and age?" "Therma Bebbins. Twenty-seven years old." "Do you do whatever you want?" "What kind of job? No, as long as there is a job, anything." She replied in a desperate tone. "Okay, please fly to Lina City immediately. When you arrive, rent an apartment in your name, and then telegraph me the address of the apartment immediately." Rena City, Nevada is known for its easy divorce procedures. People who want to break up with their husbands or wives only need to come to Rena City for a week and then apply to the court for divorce.

"What do you do after renting an apartment in Lena?" Thelma Babbins asked confused. "Stay in the flat until a man hands you the papers, and he'll ask if your name is Hazel, and you'll answer Thelma Babbins. But you know he's sending the papers." "Is this against some law?" "Where. It's a document written by me, it doesn't involve the law. But you will be arrested by the police later... No, don't worry, it's not a formal arrest, don't worry. It's just a little interrogation." "Not a word". "How to ask and answer if you are interrogated?"

Thelma Bebbins thought for a moment. "How much am I going to get paid for this job?" "Five hundred dollars for you. Two hundred dollars as a deposit. Pay off the rest of the work." "Well, I happily accept and set off immediately." At this time, the phone rang.Tyna picked up the phone and said to Mason, "Drek asked if he could come in?" "Okay, Tyna. Please hide Miss Babbins in your secretary's room and tell Drake to come in through the corridor door." After Tyna had arranged everything, Drake walked in. "The photos of the Bashad family are finished. They can be developed tomorrow. It's just that I couldn't take the photo of Secretary Kulmer."

"Why? Not at home?" "No. At home. But he says he hates being photographed, and it looks like he's going to be a prosecutor's witness, giving Prosecutor Borg some top-secret information." "That's not bad. How about the other people's pictures? Is there anything unnatural about the facial expressions?" "James has a sad face; Dick is serious. I said, Mason, in which hotel was Harry killed?" Drake suddenly lowered his voice: "It is said that he died with a glass eye in his hand. Can you Show me the set of fake eyes I gave you?"

"Those prosthetic eyes are no longer here," Mason said. "Where did it go? If the police track down the fake eye wholesaler and know that I bought it, I will be regarded as a murderer." Detective Drake was trembling all over, and Mason smiled and said, "Don't worry. Just leave it to me. Prosecutor Boger informed that he was going to have a trial the day after tomorrow, so there is one more thing to ask before that. Please sit in tonight's session." Fly to Lena and deliver a file to a woman named Hazel, or Zell Chamaz, maybe Hazel Baishad." "Hey, have you finally found that murderous devil?"

"The address of that woman's apartment, I'll send you a telegram later." "Okay. But don't forget the promise not to send me to the prison." Drake walked out anxiously. Mason nodded in reply, then rang Tina, "Draw up the divorce papers for Schwein Chammaz at once, please. The legal opponent is Hazel Chamaz, or Hazel Henwick. Sometimes called Hazel Bashard." Secretary Tina was stunned by the long list of names, and stared at Mason blankly.