Bargains!
Webster Domaine didn’t just look amused; he flat-out laughed in Tobias’s face. “You want me to investigate a murder? From my cell?”
“Yes. And yes. You’ll get all the information sent to you—.”
Say ‘via computer,’ Asenath hastily interjected. Trust me.
Tobias wasn’t sure why, but he went along with it. “—via computer, and you’ll work on the mystery from there. You come up with anything, or you want us to look at anything, you’ll let me know. Just me.”
Why just you, Commander? Asenath asked him.
I’ll tell you later, Tobias thought at her. Trust me.