“You’re not going to answer that question?” Mason asked.
“You said it, buddy. I’ve made my report to my insurance company. Go talk with them if you want to.”
“Just who is your insurance company?” Mason asked.
“That’s something else again,” Trader told him,
“Look here,” Mason said, “for reasons which are none of your damned business, I’m trying to get this thing cleaned up in a way which will be satisfactory to all concerned. You haven’t anything to lose by co-operating with me.”
“You go see my insurance company,” Trader said.
“But we don’t know who your insurance company is,” Drake pointed out.
“That’s right, buddy,” Trader said, “you don’t.”
“You were making a delivery out near the scene of the accident?” Mason inquired.
“Yes.”