“Yes, sir.”
“I’d like to see the notes you took.”
I shook my head regretfully. “Sorry, confidential business. Ask Wolfe.”
“I intend to. You won’t show me the notes?”
“Certainly not.”
“Very well. Now. Last but not least. Why did Wolfe send a man out to Richdale last night to get Anne Tracy?”
“Search me. I wasn’t here when he sent him.”
“Were you here when she came?”
“Yes.”
“Well?”