She said: "Tell me." She was extremely interested.
Kiernan refilled his own glass; went back to the fireplace.
He said: "Last night, before I came round to Callao's place, I was in the cocktail bar at the Cockatoo. There was a fellow there whom I knew— a man called Nielecki. Nielecki had been an agent during the war. He'd worked for all sorts of people. He was one of those unfortunate people who get pushed around and have to do what they're told. Nielecki told me that he'd been talking to a man in Devonshire— a man of his own type— another ex-agent named Kospovic; that Kospovic knew the man who had stolen two lists of enemy war criminals and agents that Quayle wants badly. I knew about those lists. I was working for Quayle in Nüremberg at the time they were stolen.
"I had a talk with Ni
