“I tell you, when we planned it we didn’t know Ufferlitz was going to get killed.”
“So you only thought of that afterwards.”
Lazaroff dragged his fingers through his hair and said, “Good God, we didn’t kill him.”
“You were just playing rough, and he couldn’t take it.”
“We never saw him.”
“Then why didn’t you say anything? You expected me to be there, and get caught by the police. If you were surprised to hear Ufferlitz had been murdered, weren’t you surprised that I wasn’t in jail?”
“We were,” said Kendricks. “When I saw you in the office this afternoon I nearly fell over backwards.”
“But you never said anything.”
“We sort of hinted — to try and find out where you stood.”
“But you didn’t care whether I was in a jam.”