“I can give you the room number.”
“What?”
“Four-twenty.”
“That’s all I need. Wait there until you hear from me.”
“I’d like to see you just as soon as I can.”
“All right, just wait there.” Bertha hung up.
“You sound like a busy woman,” Sergeant Sellers announced.
“Busy, hell!” Bertha said with disgust. “When people start calling you collect, that’s the kind of business that enables the red-ink manufacturers to declare dividends.”
“It is for a fact,” Sellers agreed, smiling. “Well, here’s the point, Mrs. Cool. We have reason to believe Jerry Bollman may have been with Rodney Kosling last night. Now can you help us on that?”
“I can’t do a thing. My hands are tied.”