“That opens up a very, very peculiar situation, Mrs. Cool.”
“Of course it does. Why did you suppose I came up here and got you out of bed?”
“Of course, if my cousin was murdered, I want justice to be done.”
Bertha nodded, and then added, “And don’t forget the half a million dollars that’s thrown in for seeing justice done.”
“I’m not forgetting it, but — well—”
“Go ahead,” Bertha said. “Out with it.”
“You think that it would take you some time to work up a case?”
“Naturally. I can’t go out and drag something like that out of thin air.”
“But you have some evidence?”
“Some.”