Double Jeopardy

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Stone Barrington walked into his office on a Monday morning and found three pink memo slips, saying that a John Keegan had called and needed to see him urgently.

Joan Robertson, his secretary, came into the room without being asked, and said, “No, I don’t know who he is. He’s been leaving messages on the machine since early this morning.”

“Perhaps you know why there’s no number to call back on these slips?”

“Oh, I just thought I’d make life more difficult for you. Isn’t that my job?”

“I’m just asking.”

“I can only write down the messages left,” she said. “If there had been a number, I would have written that down, too. If past performance is any indication, he’ll call back.”

“I can’t argue with that,” Stone said. His phone rang. Joan picked it up.

“The Barrington Practice at Woodman & Weld,” she said. “Ah, yes, Mr. Keegan, I have him right here.” She handed Stone the phone with a triumphant grin.

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