“Nothing, nothing at all. I was just thinking.”
“What about?”
“I was thinking what a funny thing it would be if you’d knocked the Chief on the head and tossed him overboard.”
“Well, I didn’t,” said Bervick. His voice was even. “Don’t know that I wouldn’t have liked to.”
“It doesn’t make much difference one way or the other,” said Evans, quite sure now that Bervick had killed Duval. “It doesn’t make no difference at all. He was better off out of the way. Guys’ve been knocked off before. Nicer people than the Chief have been knocked off.”
“I thought about doing it a lot, but I didn’t do anything to him. He just lost his balance.”
“You saw it then?”
Bervick nodded slowly. “Yeah, I saw him fall off.”
“Well, don’t tell me any more about it. I don’t want to know.”
“What’re you going to tell the investigating people?”