‘And then?’
‘She came and saw me at the Excelsior. Later I met her again.’
‘Where?’
‘At Shirer’s suite in the Albergo Nazionale.’
‘Was that the night before you left for Naples?’
I nodded.
He frowned. ‘You’re holding something back. Suppose you give me the whole story?’
I hesitated. But I knew it was no use. He and Reece were in the thing together. Reece would never believe it and therefore Maxwell wouldn’t. ‘I’ve nothing to tell you,’ I said.
‘I think you have.’ His voice suddenly had a bite to it. ‘For a start you could tell me what made you leave Milan like that.’
‘Look,’ I said. ‘If I could help you over Tucek’s disappearance I would. Damn it!’ I added angrily. ‘You surely believe that? The man was a friend of mine. He saved my life once during the Battle of Britain. Just leave me out of it, will you.’