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“WELL, I WOULDN’T call that the epitome of useful,” I said when we were outside. “I was under the impression that the function of the Pengali Office was to facilitate relations between the Pengali and other people in this city, but I must have been mistaken.”
What was it about this case that thwarted all my attempts at finding out what was going on? There was probably something in my face that I wasn’t seeing, but for now . . . I wasn’t seeing it.
“I think she knows more than she’s telling us,” Reida said.
“She told us virtually nothing, so that wouldn’t surprise me. But tell me why you think so.” He had much more contact with the Pengali than I had.
We were walking down Fountain Street in the direction of the main square and the airport.
It was fast starting to get dark and groups
