thought it was her.”
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“Happy marriage?” Jesse said.
“As far as anyone can remember,” Suit said.
“When did they get divorced?”
“Nobody knew they were divorced.”
“When did they leave the old neighborhood?” Jesse said.
“Hard to pin it down, you know. But the consensus was late eighties, early nineties.”
“You find any records of divorce?”
“Nope,” Suit said. “Not in Baltimore. Got a marriage license issued to Walton Weeks and Lorrie Pilarcik, and a marriage announcement from
“They could have divorced elsewhere,” Jesse said.
“I thought of that,” Suit said.
“Okay,” Jesse said, “take your time. Enjoy it.”
“I said to myself,
“Because maybe they had moved to another state?” Jesse said.
“Maybe, or, I thought to myself, maybe they’re looking for a quickie. And where can you get a quickie divorce?”
“Dover-Foxcroft, Maine?” Jesse said.
“Las Vegas,” Suit said. “It did no harm to check.”
“And?”
“Lorraine Pilarcik and Conrad Lutz got a divorce on August fifteenth, after six weeks of residency in Vegas,”
Suit said.
“Eleven days before she married Walton Weeks,” Jesse said.
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“Makes your head hurt a little,” Suit said.
“It does. Did Weeks steal Lutz’s wife and continue to em ploy him as a bodyguard?”
“Maybe Lutz is a really forgiving guy,” Suit said.
“Maybe,” Jesse said.
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Jesse came into Sunny’s loft at nine p.m. Rosie jumped down off Sunny’s bed and hustled down the loft to see him.
