“Then you weren’t interested in making an investment?”
“No.”
“Then, why did you see so much of Durham? Why had he been coming back here? Why...?”
“I’m not going to be cross-examined by you in my own home,” she said. “This is outrageous! Sergeant, I’m going to report you for this.”
Sellers squirmed uncomfortably.
She turned on me, “You’re a horrible beast!” Then she swung back to Sellers and shuddered. “A sweet little girl like that, and at the very moment she was putting her hands up to his cheeks to draw his head down so she could kiss him, and he—”
“Wait a minute,” I said. “How did you know she put her hands up to my cheeks to draw my face down to kiss her?”
“It said so on the radio.”
“No, it didn’t. How do you know? And it wasn’t in the papers either.”
I leaned forward in my chair to hold her eyes.