“We need to chat with Christine again,” says Ceepak.
“What about Revae Dunn?” I ask.
“I think it’s more important that we speak with Christine. Immediately.”
“Should I set it up?”
Okay. I’m stalling. I’m half-hoping Ceepak will say something like, “Ah, let’s forget this one. Arnold Rosen was going to die anyhow and Christine is cute. So let’s go grab a beer and ask Christine to join us.”
But he doesn’t.
“Please do,” he says. “And Danny?”
“Yeah?”
“For what it’s worth, I will be greatly surprised if these rumors and accusations prove to be true. I suspect Christine is the unfortunate victim of idle gossip.”
Okay. That makes me feel a little better.
Until I call Christine.
“Hey,” I say when she answers the phone.
“Hey.” She doesn’t sound very cheery.
“You busy?”
“Sort of.”
“Ceepak and I need to talk to you again.”
“Danny?”
“Yeah?”
“Why are all these people calling me?”
“What people?”
“Let’s see. The Bollendorfs. The Crabtrees. Janet Malone. Addie Galloway. All the people whose parents I worked for before I went to work for Dr. Rosen.”
“Well …”