“You can tell me what you were doing for Bess Huddleston.”
“Indeed.” Wolfe’s brows went up a shade. “You? The Homicide Bureau? Why do you want to know?”
“Because a guy is making himself a pest down at Headquarters. Her brother. He says she was murdered.”
“He does?”
“Yes.”
“Offering what evidence?”
“None at all.”
“Then why bother me about it? Or yourself either?”
“Because we can’t shut him up. He’s even been to the Commissioner. And though he has no evidence, he has an argument. I’d like to tell you his argument.”
Wolfe leaned back and sighed. “Go ahead.”