Mason said, “I can answer that question.”
“I don’t want you to,” Sergeant Holcomb said. “I want an answer from her.”
She said, “I have nothing to say.”
Mason nodded. “I have instructed her not to answer any questions.”
“If she doesn’t answer that question,” Sergeant Holcomb said, “she’s going to headquarters. She’s going to have a chat with the D.A. If she doesn’t give an explanation of certain facts at that time, she’s going to be charged with first-degree murder.”
Mason carefully ground out the end of his cigarette. “Put your hat on, Mrs. Tidings,” he said.
Chapter 11
Back in the automobile, driving toward Mason’s office, Della Street said, “Why didn’t you tell Mrs. Tidings about the news?”
“You mean about Peltham’s coat being found in his automobile?”
“Yes.”