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“Excellent. It went very well,” Largo said.
Branca glanced up from his paperwork. “I’m glad to hear that. König was seldom so cheerful when returning from Haxan Green.”
Largo smiled but wasn’t sure it was entirely convincing. “That’s too bad. As for me, I found the building, delivered the parcel, and made my way back without any problems.”
“Good. And there was no trouble with the client?”
Largo’s stomach fluttered for a moment as he thought of the forged receipt. “None, sir. Our meeting was both cordial and efficient.”
Branca chuckled. “Efficient. Again, something I’ve not heard about the Green before,” he said. Then he became more serious. “Tell me about the client. What was he like?”
The question took Largo by surprise. Herr Branca had never asked him about a client before, let alone one as peculiar as the gray-haired man. “He was just a man. An old man with gray hair and spectacles.”
“How did he appear to you?”
“Sir?”
“Was he in good health? Happy? Apprehensive? Was there anyone with him?”
Largo considered how best to answer the question. “He was surprised that I wasn’t König, but when I explained that he had moved on—I didn’t mention the bullocks, sorry, the police. After that he accepted the package without incident.”
Branca looked Largo up and down. “And was there anyone with him?”
“Yes.”
“A man or woman?”
“I’m not sure. I think a woman. But the person was in another room and I couldn’t see.”
“Of course,” Branca said, and Largo wondered what that meant. He started to say something but Branca cut him off.
“What was his condition? Dirty? Clean? Did you see his hands?”
“No. I didn’t see his hands.” But he recalled that that wasn’t true. The gray-haired man had tried to grab the parcel. “Well, I did. But only for a moment.”
Branca scribbled something on his papers. “Were his hands dirty, by any chance, especially the fingers?”
Largo thought about it. “I suppose they were, a bit. His fingers, I mean. A bit black.”
Branca held out his hand. “Let me have your receipt book.”