“Please, Mr. Keene,” Specks begged. “I don’t know. That’s the truth.”
Biff tugged at Uncle Charlie’s arm, and he released his hold on the man.
“What is it?” Charlie asked, looking into Biff’s face. Biff indicated with a nod of his head for his uncle to follow him. He then went to the doorway and stood in the hallway. His uncle came along.
“Uncle Charlie, that man’s too frightened of you to talk, even if he does know where Dietz has gone.”
Charles Keene nodded his head. “Guess you’re right, Biff. Got any ideas?”
“Yes. And I’ve got some questions, too.”
“Fire away.”
“What do you think has happened to Derek?”
Uncle Charlie puzzled this question a few moments before replying.
“Two things could have happened. Dietz could have returned just as Derek knocked on the door, or when he was returning to our room.”