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@@@@@ "You sure your cell phone's working?" He looked slightly shamefaced"Battery was a little flat, is allI got it charged in my car Wireman said, "I wish I understood better why you feel like you have to keep fooling with this, Edgar "Because it's not overFor years Elizabeth lived here very quietly, first with her father and then on her ownShe had her charities, she had her friends, she played tennis, she played bridge - so Mary Ire told me - and most of all, she had the Suncoast art sceneIt was the quiet, rewarding life of an elderly woman with lots of money and few bad habits other than her 812 cigarettesThen things started to changeYou said it yourself, Wireman "You really think something's been making all this happen," he saidNot with disbelief; with awe "It's what you believe," I saidIt isn't what I want to believe That there's something with a reach so long with eyesight keen enough to see youGod knows who or what else "I don't like it either," I said, but that was far from the truthThe truth was I hated it"I don't like the idea that something may have actually reached out and killed Elizabeth - maybe scared her to death - just to shut her up "And you think you can find out what's going on from those picturesHow much I won't know until I try "And then?" "It dependsAlmost certainly a trip to the south end of the KeyThere's unfinished business the