Karr’s face lit up into a smile. “Clever,” he said. “Damned clever. That’s what I wanted you for, Mason. Fast thinking...”
“Well, don’t be too happy about it,” Mason warned, “because I don’t think it worked.”
“Why not?”
Mason said, “Tragg’s too damned intelligent. That man’s just nobody’s damn fool.”
“You think he saw through what you were doing?”
“I’m practically certain of it,” Mason said, “but that isn’t what’s worrying me.”
“What is?”
Mason said, “The way he suddenly started getting sympathetic, and telling you that he’d keep the reporters from annoying you.”
“Well, isn’t that just what we want?”
“It is except for one thing,” Mason said.