“Had you been there often — of course, I mean on business?”
“Only once before. I just took him some letters one Sunday morning, and he signed them and I took them away with me.”
“Did anyone else know about him never locking the door?”
“I don’t really know, Lieutenant.”
“Could anyone have heard him telling you?”
“I suppose so.” She hesitated. “Those two writers had been in the office — yes, Mr Lazaroff was still there. But—”
“But what?”
“You don’t really think they could have had anything to do with it, do you?”
“I can’t make guesses, miss,” he said. “I’m trying to get facts. Thanks for your information.”
He hung up. Lazaroff and Kendricks were watching him.