“A couple of months; but I’m going to leave, old man.”

“Why?”

“This place is too hot for my blood, that’s all. If I stay here, first thing I know I’ll find myself wearing stripes.”

“What have you been doing?”

“Nothing. But if you have this crib pulled at any time, I’m likely to be scooped in with the rest,” remarked innocent Andy.

“You know me?”

“I know you are a detective.”

“Do you know Enoch Cook?”

“Yes; he is quite chummy with the boss,” replied Andy.

“Then you must also know Dick Kidd?”