“I’m afraid I can’t see you tonight. I was just starting home.”
“I’ll come back another time,” Flash said, turning away.
“What’s it about?” Mr. Fenmore asked curiously.
“The North Brandale Insurance Company,” Flash answered. “I’m trying to check up on the outfit—get a little evidence against them.”
Mr. Fenmore’s manner instantly changed.
“Come into the office,” he invited abruptly.
The door closed behind Flash. He dropped into a leather chair in front of Mr. Fenmore’s desk.
“Now what do you wish to know?” the man asked him. “You say you’re a reporter from the Ledger?”
“A photographer,” Flash corrected. “And this is strictly an unofficial visit.”
He then went on to explain his interest in the recent fires which had broken out in the business section of Brandale, mentioning that he believed many of them to be the work of an arson ring.