"When did Androtten arrive?"
"I don't know. I told you—I didn't see him. I just heard his voice. It was about five in the afternoon, I'd say. I was taking a dip in the pool—alone. There was a puppy playing around the pool. He found one of my red beach shoes and started to chew on it. Then he took the shoe in his mouth and carried it over to the side of the house and left it near a hedge.
"It was when I went for the shoe that I heard Androtten. Some sort of a conference was going on in the room above the spot where the pooch had dropped my shoe. I recognized the voices of Ansaldo and Marina and the two others. But most of the talking was being done by a new voice. I thought I recognized it. Then he stopped speaking Spanish and switched to German. I'm sure it was German."
"What was he saying?"
"I couldn't make it out. But he was very angry."
"And it was Androtten?"
"Definitely."
"Could you see into the room?"
"No. I didn't try, anyway. I was afraid. I just picked up my shoe and beat it."
Hall hesitated. He gave Jerry a fresh cigarette, lit it for her. "Could they have seen you?" he asked.