“There are some finger-prints in there. They’ve developed a pretty good set from the door and doorknob in that room in the hotel — I thought that the man they’re looking for resembles you somewhat.”
“Lots of people resemble me,” I said. “They’re mostly clerks in dry goods stores.”
He laughed. “If that brain of yours had a body to go with it, you’d be invincible.”
“Is that a compliment or a slam?”
“A compliment.”
“Thanks.”
I finished my cocktail and refused another. Ashbury had two after I quit.
Ashbury said, “You know a man in my position has an opportunity to pick up financial information which might not be available to an ordinary man.”
I accepted one of his cigarettes, and listened for more.
“That’s particularly true in banking circles.”