“I do?”
“Why?”
“Graham was a millionaire. A capitalist.”
Prince Zuvor indulged in a depreciating smile.
“There are many such in New York,” he said.
“Graham was an importer,” said Cranston. “He may have had dealings with Soviet agents.”
“Perhaps.” Zuvor was still doubtful.
“Then again,” suggested Cranston, “he may have had some private dealings, of which we do not know.”
“Have you any evidence of such dealings?” questioned Zuvor.
“No,” replied Cranston. “It is merely conjecture. I have long suspected that Red agents are at work in New York. They are subtle in their methods.”