‘I must have, but I don’t remember.’
It would have been too good to be true if he had.
‘Okay,’ I said, and gave him a buck. ‘Well, thanks.’
We went back to the Buick. The time was now half-past six.
‘I’ll drop you off at the office. Get Trixy off home,’ I said.
‘And you?’ Paula asked.
‘I’m going to talk to Marshland.’
CHAPTER FIVE
I
As I drove towards Ocean End, I laid out my discoveries in my mind and brooded over them.