Jack English was working late when Shelia Gray turned up at his office. Shelia Gray was a high-priced call girl the casinos used to keep high rollers happy. She was also an occasional client.
“I’m being framed,” she said.
“For what?” Jack English asked.
“Killing Judge Hardin,” she lay a snub nosed .38 revolver on his desk.
“When did that happen?"
"A half hour ago."
"Is that the murder weapon?”
“Do you want to tell me how you came by it?”
“No. All I can tell you is that I didn’t do it. Can you help me?”