"I have a filing cabinet," Harry says. "I don't even get to keep the key."

He rotates the laptop so she can see the post form. It's old LiveJournal. Seriously old. From way back when a person had to actually know HTML to format their posts.

He's been working on this thing off and on for about two days, but he's finally getting done. It's a long post about a case that started off as another cheating Hollywood husband that somehow turned into a case of a stolen car and about thirty pounds of coke.