Her tigerish look gave Pen a fresh fear. "You must promise me something!"
"Oh, my God! What?"
"Not to try to take the law into your own hands."
"What are you trying to protect the man for?"
"I'm not trying to protect him. I want to bring him into the prisoner's dock."
"Well, I promise," said Blanche unwillingly. "Who was it?"
"Do you know who Spike Talley was working for when he disappeared?"
"No!" cried Blanche. "Don't torment me with any more questions. Who was it?"
"I suspect it was Ernest Riever."
The great name pulled Blanche up short. She stared at Pen with wide troubled eyes. "What for?" she whispered hoarsely.