“Where is he? I’ve gotta get in touch with him.”
“He’s gone round to fix Poison. You can’t get him there. What is it? I’ll tell him.”
There was a pause. “No, I guess I’ll wait.” Grantham sounded worried.
“Listen, tell me. Maybe I can get hold of him.”
“It’s one of the girls. She was strangled last night.”
Jean’s eyes narrowed. “Well, what of it? Tootsie can’t do anything about that.”
“I know he can’t; but he’s gotta know.”
“All right, I’ll tell him. Who did it?”
“The cops don’t know.”
“I didn’t ask that. I said who did it?”