"You'd tell them?"
"You know better than that."
"Well?"
Wanniston grinned.
And then before he could say more, Gaya came to the workshop room with a group of policemen. "Gerd," she said, "they want to speak to Wanniston."
"Come ahead," called the financier.
"John Wanniston, I arrest you for the crime of murder. I warn you that any statements will be considered evidence."
"Murder? Me? Utterly fantastic!"
The police lieutenant smiled quietly. "We'll have to ask you to come with us."
"I've murdered who?"