“Who suggested it to Barclay?” I say. “Where did he get it from?”
Pondering, my Master slices off a sliver of cheese, chewing slowly. “So far as I’m aware, direct from Vandervoort, but I didn’t think to ask. I will.”
Claudia shakes her head. “Gotta say, it’s been an education. Whatever happened here, it’s a scandal. All aside from your involvement in this, my friends, the fact that it could happen to anyone at all is a complete disgrace. Supposedly you’re innocent unless proven guilty. Shouldn’t they at least follow the same rule as the police and give people chance to have a lawyer with them?”
“Couldn’t agree more.” He slides the cheese plate toward her. “Try some of the Roquefort. It’s very good.”
*****
All goes quiet and after several days, we have heard no more.