"Mylady, may we use your phone?"
"You don't take John seriously?" Mylady said.
"We'll have to ask the Baltimore police to check on the Manager. It may not mean anything, but we have to follow every lead."
"Use the phone, Protector."
Sordman and George stepped into the dining room.
"We're wasting time," George said. "They're both upset and there seems to be a family quarrel."
"I know. But Esponito's murder gives us more leads than Bedler's. Bedler didn't even have a one-month wife when he died. Lots of people knew the Administrator and might have had a grudge against him."
George clasped his hands behind his back. "We've unraveled twenty-three murders in the last four years. Judging by that experience, I'd say there are three possibilities: both victims were picked at random; both victims are in some way related; or one victim was killed to confuse the police."
"Unless we have something entirely new."
"That's been the pattern so far."