“And Bollman tried to chisel in on it?”
“Not on that. On something else.”
“On what?”
Bertha said, “Nothing that would have anything to do with Kosling, nothing that would account for his death.”
“What was it?”
“I’m not certain that I’m going to tell you.”
“I think you are, Mrs. Cool. What was it?”
Bertha said, “It had to do with an automobile accident. That’s something that I’m working on, and I don’t think my clients would want any information made public right at the present time.”
“You’re not making it public. You’re making it to me.”
“I know, but you have a way of making reports that get into the newspapers.”