“The facts. First, the one already moot. When I lie I like to know it. Mr. Grove, you were present when that famous blow was struck. Have I quoted Mr. James correctly?”
“Yes.” Grove’s voice was a high tenor, which pleased me.
“You heard him say that?”
“Yes.”
“Miss Bosley. Did you?”
She looked uncomfortable. “Wouldn’t it be better to—”
“Please. You’re not under oath, but I’m merely collecting facts, and I was told I lied. Did you hear him say that?”
“Yes, I did.” Adele’s eyes went to James. “I’m sorry, Gif.”
“But it’s not true!” Clara James cried.
Wolfe rasped at her, “We’re all lying?”