Chapter Eleven
THE INJURED MAN, A broken-nosed bruiser by the name of Izzy or Ignatius Barber, was at first reluctant to tell them anything, even his name. Though as the nursing staff of Elmhurst General had gone through his pockets after his admission and found a letter with his name and address on, he was forced to acknowledge his identity. But he wasn’t in a fit state to withstand their questioning and it wasn’t long before he admitted to working for Nigel Blythe. And not long after that he told them he had been on his usual collecting round when he’d been attacked. He seemed even more bruised by the fact that someone had had him over than he did by his bodily injuries. But eventually they drew the rest of the story out of him.
‘They took me by surprise, didn’t they? Otherwise I would
