“Better not,” said Collins. “If there’s nothing in it we don’t want to look fools, and if there has really been murder done the less known the better. I’ll tell you what—I have my car outside. Let’s run up to his house in Leveson Square. You can make some excuse. You often want to see him.”
The Superintendent made a face. “I’m not big enough to go calling on the Home Secretary.”
“Never mind, fake up something. I’ll come with you.”
“All right, I’ll bring two plain clothes officers in case there is anything in it. We often have to keep a special watch there, so that’ll be quite in order.”
Collins laughed. “Thank goodness I am not official. What a lot of red tape you people have.”
“Why, what would you have done, then?”
“Charged up and asked him if he were dead by any chance.”
“Come along.”
Lewis had been listening to them.
“Come along, Lewis, and bring Smith,” said Sinclair.