expressionless, but Howard knew him well enough to see his mind was working fast.
“You have nothing to worry about,” O’Brien said finally.
“I’ll take care of it. Who is the girl ?”
“She called herself Fay Carson.”
O’Brien’s face remained expressionless but his eyes narrowed for a moment, and that was enough of a clue to tell Howard the information had shocked him.
“Press know yet?”
Howard shook his head.
“We’ll have to give it to them in an hour or so. I thought I’d better have a word with you first. This could develop into something though.”
“How did you know the house belongs to me ?”
So he wasn’t denying it. Howard’s heart sunk. He had hoped Motley had been sounding off.