“Is there anything in the story that she and Jack Maurer were lovers?”
Fedor suddenly looked down at his hands. A cold, remote expression came over his face.
“I wouldn’t know.”
“You could make a guess. Did she ever mention Maurer to you?”
“No.”
“Did you ever hear his name coupled with her?”
“I guess not.”
“Did you ever see him with her?”
“No.”
Conrad looked across at Bardin.