“You certainly had some sort of a tip.”
“I don’t see how you arrive at that conclusion. It seems to me it’s a perfectly fair and logical deduction from the evidence. Just because a body is found in a certain place doesn’t necessarily mean that the crime was committed there.”
“When are you leaving Las Vegas?” he asked.
“As soon as I can get a plane out, and I’m not going to talk with any newspaper reporters, and as far as I’m concerned, you’re the one who solved the crime.”
He shifted his eyes and said, “Oh, I don’t care anything about that.”
“Well, I’m just telling you in case you did.”
Chapter Eighteen
My telephone rang two minutes after the alarm went off. I picked up the receiver. It was Bertha on the other end of the line. “Are you awake, lover?”
“I am now.”
“Bertha didn’t mean to disturb you.”