"Neither," snarled Lindsay, "was it in his Book to keep his action secret."
"Meaning?" asked Grant.
"Who was the bright one that mentioned where he'd gone?"
"That should have been obvious," said Grant.
"Obvious or not—he's gone."
"What you're saying is that he's gone because I opened my big trap?"
Lindsay blinked. "Sorry, Jack. But I'm at wit's ends. I do wish that he had his chance, perfect, though." He stared at Lacy.
Tom, remembering that he had been kissing the man's wife less than five minutes before, flushed slightly and flustered. He hoped it wouldn't show—
"Tom, that's a new brand of lipstick you're wearing, isn't it?" gritted Lindsay.
Tom colored.