‘I’m afraid not. They showed me photographs; which made it clear how much he would look like Bill if he was not alive. Something that we knew already. And of course the fact that he had gone East to work. Any answers to the advertisement?’
‘Five.’
‘ Five? ’
‘All from fellows called Bill Kenrick.’
‘Oh. Asking what was in it for them?’
‘You’ve got it.’
‘Not a word from anyone who knew him?’
‘Not a peep. And nothing at the Charles Martin end either, it seems. We’re sunk, aren’t we?’
‘Well—waterlogged, shall we say. We have one remaining asset.’
‘We have? What is that?’