“I think we both know who sent thisletter.”
She looked up at me like an owl, asking,“Who?”
“Who? You!”
Her owl eyes widened as she bobbed her headback. “Me? I would never do a thing like this.”
Grabbing one of the tic printouts, I said,“If you didn’t send that blackmail letter, why does it have theexact same smudge in the exact same spot as these printouts I tookfrom your archives? Obviously your printer’s got a spot on theglass. It showed up when you printed these tic leaflets, just likeit showed up when you printed that blackmail letter.”
“But I didn’t print those leaflets, justlike I didn’t print this blackmail demand. Miss Vanderjadt washorrid to me, but I’ve come to realize people are only horrid whenthey’re unhappy. If anything, I feel sorry for the woman.”
“Wait, wait, wait—ba
