Sergeant Holcomb frowned to him. “You said that Tidings knew these women were hanging around the parking place.”
“I think he did,” Mattern said. “He saw them drive in there, but I told you that I thought Mr. Tidings had an important appointment. That appointment was with a woman, I’m quite certain… And I think it was on business matters.”
“You don’t know what business?”
Mattern chose his words carefully. “It was with a woman who had been making some trouble for Mr. Tidings, or was in a position to make some trouble for him. I know that.”
“You can’t give me her name?”
“No.”
“When did Tidings come to his office Tuesday morning?”
“Around nine-thirty. Between nine-thirty and ten.”
“And he didn’t say anything about having kept an appointment Monday night?”
“No.”