They stood at the door, both hesitant to enter.
"Her lawyer's not going to let her talk," Eames said, shaking her head.
"She wants to," Goren said. "If she thinks her son will be arrested for the murder, she'll tell the truth."
"You're going to let it slip he's a suspect, right?"
He held up his leather binder, bulging with papers. "The photos will fall out accidentally."
She grinned. "I love Clumsy Bobby."
He reached for the interrogation room door, but it opened from inside. The lawyer looked dyspeptic. "Against my advice," he said, "my client is ready to confess."
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