Penny’s eyes opened wide. “A G-man?” she demanded.
“I am an investigator for the government,” he replied, smiling.
“And you’re after Anchor Joe?”
“I am here to question him.”
“What has he done, Mr. Moyer?”
“I am not permitted to discuss a case to which I have been assigned,” he returned, amused by her display of interest. “It’s quite possible that Landa is not the man I seek. How long has he worked here?”
“Only a few days. He—he hasn’t killed anyone, has he?”
“No,” smiled the government man, “it’s not that serious. The man I am after is short and wiry, sandy hair and blue eyes. He has a tattooed anchor on his right arm.”
“And one on his back?” Penny asked eagerly.
“I wouldn’t know about that. Does my description fit the man who has been working here?”