“And naturally you made some attempt to trace him.”
“That’s right.”
“And, in short, Karr, your efforts finally were successful. You located Hocksley in this flat below you. You took the flat above him and...”
“I did nothing of the sort,” Karr interrupted. “I took this flat because I desired privacy. I believe the records will show that some ten days or two weeks after I moved in, the lower flat was rented to a man by the name of Hocksley. I can assure you that I didn’t even know his name until this matter came up. I am confined to my house. I don’t get out. I...”
“Your Chinaboy gets out?”
“He does the shopping.”
Tragg pursed his lips, turned toward Gow Loong, then swung back toward Karr. “Well, let’s finish this phase of the matter first. What was the first name of your partner in China?”
Karr hesitated.
“Come on,” Tragg said. “Let’s have it. Stalling around isn’t going to get you anywhere.”
Karr said, “We called him Red. I don’t think I ever did know his first name... If I did know it, I’ve forgotten it.”