‘He’s all right, Francon saw him this morning. You don’t have to worry about him; anyway, just yet.’
‘Any chance of seeing him?’
‘Not a chance. Brandon’s put a special guard on him. No one except Francon can go near him.’
‘When you get your hands on Barratt, make him talk, Tim. I have a hunch he can blow the lid right off this case.’
‘I’ll get it out of him if he knows anything,’ Mifflin promised.
I collected the gramophone from the charge-room, went into the street to call a taxi.
The time was ten minutes to eleven.
It had been quite a day.