The HistoryTony said, “To what do we owe this honor, sir?”
“Let’s speak privately,” Mr. Blackberry said.
Tony brought us to his study. “Please, sir, sit down. I trust you have news?”
Mr. Blackberry laughed. “As I always do!” He sat on the sofa, then his demeanor sobered. “I’m dreadfully sorry to have taken so long to reply to your request. He gestured at me. “When your man told me you were anxious to hear back, I made plans to come here at once.”
Blitz must have gone to him on his own. “Thank you, sir.”
Mr. Blackberry opened his briefcase, taking out a thick folder. “My cousin did indeed recall the case, and the investigation surrounding it. Many suspected a young boy for the deed.”
Tony said, “A child?”
Mr. Blackberry nodded. “The neighbors in the area had seen the boy, a lad of te
