She gave a little laugh. “There wasn’t anything to confiscate. I talked to a very courteous gentleman named Blackstone. He thought a figure of five thousand might be about right, as a fee for restoring their stolen property. I didn’t. I asked for ten, and I got it.”
“Angel!” Shayne exploded. “You mean you—”
“You have to expect me to pick up a few things after working in the same office with you all these years.”
“Come here,” he said after a moment.
“Now Michael,” she exclaimed. “The doctor was very explicit. You aren’t supposed to have any excitement. No, Michael. You’re still very weak. Michael! Michael!”