Yoti snorted, saying sarcastically:
“Still, which did come first, the egg or the chicken?”
Bony stood, and sighed:
“Must you be so practical, Sergeant?”
Essen chuckled, but Alice was silent. Yoti said:
“Well, that ties all the knots. I thought I knew most about crime and criminals, but I’m only a starter. Come on, Essen. Give us a hand with the damned reports on this lot.”
They departed, and Bony crossed to his suitcase and began to pack. Alice remained silent, and presently he asked:
“Any questions, Alice?”
“Yes. I want to keep the baby. That littlefella came out from the tree just for me to love him. You’ll let me keep him, Bony?”
He returned to the desk and she stood to meet him.
“A wise woman would not submit your problem to Solomon,” he told her, softly smiling. “I’m not Solomon. I’m only your good friend, Bony. We are catching the plane for Melbourne, leaving in an hour. So be ready. Remember, Melbourne isn’t in New South Wales. Remember, too, that possession is nine-tenths of the law.”
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