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That’s kind of fitting. How does it factor in?” He leaned back in his chair and it squeaked.
    “I can’t work that out at the moment. I have no idea why the Chinese character was chosen. It’s the pig that’s important, along with the fact that it glowed orange.” I uncrossed my legs and re-crossed the other way.
    “The pig and the color orange are associated with the seven deadly sins, in this specific case Gluttony.”
    “Gluttony makes sense and there was that huge roasted pig in the middle of the table. This guy seems to be big on his symbolism.”
    “Yes, I guess so. Did you talk to the wife?”
    Hamilton removed another folder from his filing tray, careful not to bring attention to the one he put on top of it earlier. He opened it on his desk.
    “Yes she came in this morning. I can see why he married her and why they got divorced. According to Mrs. Callaghan, her husband had great trouble with his weight and eating habits from his pre-adolescent days up to his early twenties. He loved his food and she loved him and married him when he was a fat, fairly jolly man. Her words not mine. He was in a car accident where he was trapped for hours because he was too big. He needed to be cut out. He lost a lot of weight during his hospital stay and kept going. He’d become a different man. She couldn’t bring a candy bar into the house or cook a romantic meal without him blowing up at her. She would watch him binge on bad foods when a case didn’t go his way and throw it back up afterwards. His behavior worried her but she couldn’t get him to seek help. The final straw was when he turned his obsession on her, convinced she too was overweight. She’s only a size twelve.”
    I harrumphed, as I was also a size twelve and took great offense at Callaghan. Women were meant to have curves. If you wanted a size zero model, you might as well date a thirteen year old boy in a dress and a long wig. I said as much to Hamilton and he laughed.
    “I do like my women with a little meat on their bones.” I nodded in acknowledge, but used my words to steer him back on course.
    “From what we know, who would want him dead? He must have been a good lawyer. I could tell from his house.”
    “He has an impressive track record, but he doesn’t work criminal law. He deals mostly with divorce cases.”
    “Maybe a disgruntled client who didn’t think they got enough, or a spouse who thought he’d gotten too much out of them.”
    “I’ve contacted his law office. His secretary is going to fax over a list of his clients from the last six months. I’ll run them all and try to find someone with a grudge against him. What about you? I have to say I expected you to have more on the magical angle.” I looked a teeny bit chagrined.
    “My informant is out of town at the moment. I’ll know more hopefully tomorrow when I’ve talked to them. I need their books. I’m banned from the library after I broke into it.” To be fair, I broke into the library with good intentions. I was searching for a monster that was snatching little children, but we all know what they say about good intentions.
    We sat regarding each other for a moment. I opened my mouth to broach the topic hanging in the air, ready to crash down on Hamilton’s head like the sword of Damocles, but shut it again. I decided for the hundredth time that I didn’t want to bring it up. Hamilton was investigating me for a reason. If I admitted I read the file and asked him to stop, it would make him more determined. I thought about asking Simian to help me upload my birth certificate onto the national database. As the majority of Weres had home births, and some communities were literally in the middle of nowhere, they had their own way to upload. I wouldn’t have to explain why I needed him to do this. The werewolves owed me. I’d ask him to file it by county instead of city. Or even the next county over to explain why Hamilton missed it before. But if my birth certificate