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him a double chin and a wide neck that made the collar of his dress shirt seem tight. His pleated gabardine pants looked expensive and so did his loafers, which were tan and white, with vents cut into the leather. He'd been wearing a sport coat earlier, but he'd taken it off, along with his tie. He unbuttoned his collar with relief.
    "What's going on? Where's Kitty? Your mother wants to know why she hasn't joined us."
    Bobby seemed embarrassed. "I don't know. She was talking to us and she fell asleep."
    "Fell asleep" seemed a bit understated to me. Kitty's face had been the color of a plastic ring I sent away for once as a kid. The ring was white, but if you held it to the light for a while and then cupped your hand over it, it glowed faintly green. This, to me, did not connote good health.
    "Hell, I better talk to her," he said. I had to guess he'd had his hands full with her. He opened the door and went into Kitty's room.
    Bobby gave me a look that was part dismay and part anxiety. I glanced in through the open door. Derek put his drink on the table and sat down on Kitty's bed.
    "Kitty?"
    He put a hand on her shoulder and shook her gently. There was no response. "Hey, come on, honey. Wake up."
    He shot me a worried look.
    He gave Kitty a rough shake. "Hey, come on. Wake up."
    "You want me to get one of the doctors from downstairs?" I said. He shook her again. I didn't wait for a response.
    I slipped my shoes on and left my handbag by the door, heading for the stairs.
    When I reached the living room, Glen Callahan glanced over at me, apparently sensing that something was wrong.
    She moved forward. "Where's Bobby?"
    "Upstairs with Kitty. I think it might be smart to have somebody take a look at her. She passed out and your husband's having trouble rousing her."
    "I'll get Leo."
    I watched while she approached Dr. Kleinert, murmuring to him. He glanced over at me and then he excused himself from his conversation. The three of us went upstairs.
    Bobby had joined Derek at Kitty's bedside, his face creased with concern. Derek was trying to pull Kitty into a sitting position, but she slumped to one side. Dr. Kleinert moved forward swiftly and pushed both men out of the way. He did a quick check of her vital signs, pulling a penlight out of the inside breast pocket of his suit. Her pupils had contracted down to pinpoints, and from where I stood, the green eyes looked milky and lifeless, apparently responding little to the light he flashed first in one, then the other. Her breathing was slow and shallow, her muscles flaccid. Dr. Kleinert reached for the telephone, which was sitting on the floor near the bed, and dialed 911.
    Glen remained in the doorway. "What is it?"
    Kleinert ignored her, apparently talking to the emergency dispatcher.
    "This is Dr. Leo Kleinert. I'm going to need an ambulance out on West Glen Road in Montebello. I've got a patient suffering from barbiturate poisoning." He gave the address and a brief set of instructions about how to reach the place. He hung up and looked at Bobby. "You have any idea what she took?"
    Bobby shook his head.
    Derek responded, addressing the remark to Glen. "She was fine half an hour ago. I talked to her myself."
    "Oh Derek. For God's sake," she said with annoyance.
    Kleinert reached over and opened the bed-table drawer. He sorted through some junk and then hesitated, pulling out a stash of pills that would have felled an elephant. They were in a Ziploc bag, maybe two hundred capsules: Nembutals, Seconals, blue-and-orange Tuinals, Placidyls, Quaaludes, like colorful supplies for some exotic cottage industry.
    Kleinert's expression was despairing. He looked up at Derek, holding the bag by one corner. Exhibit A in a trial that had been going on for some time by my guess.
    "What are those things?" Derek said. "How'd she get them?"
    Kleinert shook her head. "Lets get people out of here and then we'll worry about that."
    Glen Callahan had already turned and left the room and I could hear