“All right,” she faltered. “Was Nipperg home last night?” “Yes.” “Had you told Mike what I said to tell him?” “Yes.” “Did it work all right?” “Yes.” “Did Nipperg cut up rough over my call yesterday?” “Not so much,” she said hesitatingly. Fin guessed that the Slav woman was within hearing of the ’phone. “Well, did he leave this morning at the usual time?” “Yes.” “He isn’t there now?” “No.” “All right. Then I’ll fluff down to see you.” “Oh!” breathed Daisy in a voice that expressed both terror and longing. Fin had no…
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