“That’s right, I am.”
“What case?”
“Don’t be silly. You know I can’t tell you that.”
“You’d have to if I asked the questions in the right way.”
“Well, that wasn’t the right way.”
“I’ve been trying to get you for two or three hours, Lam. You must have started out pretty early this morning.”
“Early is a relative word,” I said, “depending on whether you’re working for Bertha Cool or the taxpayers.”
He didn’t see the humour of that. He pulled the catch and pushed the door open. “Get in.”
“Where are we going?”
“Places.”