“Ole says no one came up.”
“Yeah,” the operative said. “What Ole doesn’t know would fill a book.”
“Then someone came in?”
“Yeah. Two of ’em.”
“How did they get up?”
“The man,” Curly said, “pulled out a key ring, unlocked the door of one of the elevators, switched on the lights, and whisked himself and the woman up here just as neat as a pin. By the time I got up, the cage was there with the door locked and the lights out.”
“Did Ole notice it?” Mason asked, interested.
“No. He was too sleepy. He’s having a hard time keeping his eyes open.”
“Then there’s a man and a woman on this floor?”
“Uh huh.”