She Cradled the Smoking Gun: Ch 13
Stone wonders how Joel Burman’s face would look … in a mug shot.
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Stone called Joel Burman and said he wanted to meet right away. Burman was on Ventura Boulevard just west of Laurel Canyon meeting with an investment manager who handled the financial portfolios of the stars.
Stone told him the name of a diner. A booth near the front was empty and Stone chose the seat facing the door.
“What’s up, Detective?” asked Burman, entering and sliding into the booth.
“You stopped by the Kaye residence. Care to tell me why?”
“Lisa told you?”
“Yes, she did.”
Burman huffed. “I was offering her a good investment, the same one Paul was considering.”
“She felt unnerved.”
“I admit that I can come on strong. It’s a good trait in closing deals, but not always a way to handle people who don’t like you.”
“Especially if their spouse is dead. You felt comfortable just showing up?”
“They’re not strangers. Or, considering everything, I should say Lisa’s not. I connected Paul with some big…
