“But what could it possibly be?”
“It had something to do with that automobile accident,” Bertha Cool said.
“I think I’ve told you everything.”
“That’s it. You think you’ve told me everything you told Bollman. You haven’t. There’s something that’s terribly significant, something that means a lot of money to a lot of people.”
“Well, what are we going to do? Get in touch with the police and tell them the story?”
Bertha said grimly, “And have the police spill the whole thing to the papers? Not by a hell of a sight!”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m on the trail of something that’s going to give me a fifty per cent cut of at least five thousand dollars, and if you think I’m going to toss twenty-five hundred bucks out of the window, you’re crazy.”
“But I don’t see where that has any connection with me.”
“I know you don’t. That’s the hard part of it. You’re going to have to sit down with °me and talk. Just keep on talking. Try and talk over the things you discussed with Bollman, but, no matter what it is, keep talking.”