"I don't know," I said. "Maybe nowhere." She looked at me, her eyes steady. I was tired, and when I'm tired I think out loud. Sometimes that's when I do my best thinking, when the mental watchdog that edits out "politically incorrect" thoughts is dozing in a corner. "You were right earlier," I went on. "Private investigators usually do handle divorce cases. I have. I've also helped people recover lost items, tracked people who've skipped on various obligations, and bailed people out of office politics gone bad." Jocasta smiled a little sadly at that, she'd caught the allusion to Lolly. "That's what I'm good at. That's my level. I'm a little guy, Jocasta. I've never thought any different. We're all little guys-you, me, just about everyone I've ever met. We don't play in the big leagues.