"
He looked at his watch. It was ten minutes to nine. It was hard to say
where Carter Tipton would be at the moment; his manservant would probably
know. Karen showed him the phone and he started to put through a
person-to-person call.
* * * * *
It was eleven o'clock before he backed his car into the Fleming garage,
and the rain had turned to a wet, sticky snow. All the Fleming cars were
in, but Rand left the garage doors open. He also left his hat and coat in
the car.
After locating and talking to Tipton and arranging for him to meet Dave
Ritter at the Rosemont Inn, he had gone to the State Police substation,
where he had talked at length with Mick McKenna. He had been compelled to
tell the State Police sergeant a number of things he had intended keeping
to himself. When he was through, McKenna went so far as to admit that he
had been a trifle hasty in arresting Pierre Jarrett. Rand suspected that
he was mentally kicking himself with hobnailed boots for his premature
act. He also submitted, for McKenna's approval, the scheme he had
outlined to Dave Ritter, and obtained a promise of cooperation.
When he entered the Fleming library, en route to the gunroom, he found
the entire family assembled there; with them was Humphrey Goode.
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