“Pfui. I have reported it to the police. In writing, signed.”
“Then why not to me?”
“Because I’m not a simpleton. I have reason to think that the conversation was one of the links in a chain that led to Mrs. Fromm’s death, and if that is so, the person most eager to know what she said to me is probably her murderer.”
“I’m not her murderer.”
“That remains to be seen.”
For a moment I thought Maddox was going to choke. His throat swelled visibly. But a veteran lawyer has had lots of practice controlling his reactions, and he managed it. “That’s worse than stupidity, it’s drivel.”
“I disagree. Have the police talked with you?”
“Certainly.”
“How many of them?”
“Two — no, three.”