Chapter Four
“Hi, Burton,” I said. “How is everything going today?”
“Oh, pretty well. We’re making some slow progress with the case, but I guess you know that from earlier.”
I said, “From the coffeehouse, right. Rufus seemed sort of startled this morning at the news, didn’t he?”
Burton said wryly, “I guess it’s always a shock to people when they’re being questioned in connection with a crime. Anyway, it’s a lead we’re following.” He glanced across at Wilson’s office where Mrs. Schubert was still meeting with Wilson. “That’s Irene Bell’s aunt, isn’t it?”
I nodded. “Mrs. Schubert. She raised Irene for most of her childhood, I think.”
“How well do you know her?” asked Burton.
“Irene? Or Mrs. Schubert?”
“Either of them. Both of them,” said Burton.
I said, “I know Irene from around tow
