“You mean two miles.”
“I mean two feet. Then she took the wheel away from you.”
“Gee, I must have been stewed.”
“Well, it’s one of those things that a jury might believe. It’s just got that cockeyed look to it that generally goes with the truth. Yes, they might believe it.”
He sat there looking at his nails, and I had a hard time to keep the grin from creeping over my face. I was glad when he started asking me more questions, so I could get my mind on something else, besides how easy I had fooled him.
“When did you go to work for Papadakis, Chambers?”
“Last winter.”
“How long did you stay with him?”
“Till a month ago. Maybe six weeks.”
“You worked for him six months, then?”