Yep, we were right. Brent Wilkes, the Duke Cunningham sugar daddy still at large, is the focus of a federal grand jury investigation in San Diego.

According to the AP, who sources the news to two lawyers close to the investigation, the grand jury is meeting regularly. That means the feds are actively pushing to indict Wilkes, who received over $100 million in contracts after spreading over a million dollars in illegal cash and favors around Washington, as well as allegedly hosting poker parties and providing food, liquor and prostitutes to lawmakers and staff.

Not to put too fine a point on it, but if at any point Wilkes opts to plea out and cooperate with the investigation, a sweaty Washington summer will become exponentially sweatier for a number of lawmakers and their staff. Wilkes was the source of tens of thousands of dollars in questionable favors and contributions to Reps. Jerry Lewis (R-CA), John Doolittle (R-CA), Duncan Hunter (R-CA) and Roy Blunt (R-MO), as well as former lawmakers Tom DeLay and Duke Cunningham.

Wilkes has shown every sign of fighting any charges -- except for a cryptic comment buried in a recent Vanity Fair article about Cunningham. Wilkes' attorney, Nancy Luque, vigorously denies all the charges the magazine repeats about her client, but then adds: "He will not plead guilty, because he is not guilty. . . But he has offered to cooperate."

For the moment, however, Wilkes isn't lifting a finger, the magazine reports. And that's infuriating to federal prosecutors. "Incensed and invigorated, prosecutors are poring over his campaign contributions, and the Pentagon's inspector general is scrutinizing his contracts," VF says.

Vanity Fair's lengthy takeout on the Duke Cunningham scandal reminded me of why I find it so engrossing: the details.

And what colorful details the magazine serves up: There's Duke on the phone, just days before pleading guilty, desperately cajoling his antiques dealer to hide some of his furniture so the feds won't find it. And there's former top CIA official Dusty Foggo, flashing his agency credentials to the strip club bouncer, before taking a seat in front of the stage and talking about his sexual preferences all night.

And there's admitted Duke briber Mitchell Wade, strolling through his office. "Where's your Rolls-Royce?" an aide asks him Oh, Wade answers breezily, Cunningham's got it today, it's parked in the congressional parking lot.

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Vanity Fair weighs in on the slow-emerging D.C. saga: Duke Cunningham was a bad father, Brent Wilkes got congressmen laid in Honduras, Dusty Foggo is a dirty, dirty man, and Mitchell Wade is an evil genius.