Chapter 37

“Lovely, thank you.” Alec refused to be fazed by the shouting if no one else was. “So. You don’t know anything about what he was doing before you met him? And when was that?”

McGovern puffed his cigar thoughtfully.

“October 1919. Same week Mrs. Astor was elected. I remember Ella and I discussing it.”

“So, you’ve known him two years give or take. And he’s worked for you most of that time?”

“Yes. A good nose, once he’d settled. Ella was right.”

“And Mrs. Fortune? What is your connection with her?”