She walked past him, down the passage to the street door. Dallas watched her until he lost sight of her in the crowd that stood either side of the entrance. He wondered if he would see her again, and hoped he would.
He went back to the pay booth.
‘You there?’ he asked, as he picked up the receiver.
‘Of course I’m here,’ Purvis said. ‘What did she say?’
‘She doesn’t know. Hater never told her a thing. I’m not surprised. She was only five when he went inside.’
‘You’re sure she isn’t lying?’
‘Not a chance. I can always tell when a woman’s lying. If you ask me the col ection never wil be found.’
‘I’m not asking you!’ Purvis snapped. ‘Come back to the office. Maybe we can figure an angle.’
Dallas watched two white-coated attendants carrying the stretcher down the stairs. They had covered Baird’s face with the blanket.
‘You still there?’ Purvis asked suspiciously.