“I know.” Wolfe tried to shift to a more acceptable position in the chair. “Of course you have asked Felix if he can name the murderer.” His eyes moved. “Can you, Felix?”
“No, sir. I can’t believe it.”
“You have no suggestions?”
“No, sir.”
“Where have you been since seven o’clock?”
“Me?” The black eyes were steady at Wolfe. “I’ve been right here.”
“All the time?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Where has Joe been?”
“Right here too.”