A foolish grin spread over the old man's face. He scratched his neck with a forefinger. \"Sure,\" he said, \"that was my needle. I planted it in her pocket.\"
His words created a mild sensation in the room. All realised that what little was left of the Inspector's case had gone glimmering.
\"Why did you do that?\" asked Shryock.
\"Well, when I seen Ram Lal was dead I thought maybe they'd try to hang it on me,\" the old man
A foolish grin spread over the old man's face. He scratched his neck with a forefinger. \"Sure,\" he said, \"that was my needle. I planted it in her pocket.\"
His words created a mild sensation in the room. All realised that what little was left of the Inspector's case had gone glimmering.
\"Why did you do that?\" asked Shryock.
\"Well, when I seen Ram Lal was dead I thought maybe they'd try to hang it on me,\" the old man
