Sunny sat down and folded his arms. “You can’t make me.”

Banks took Sunny by the arm and cautioned him: “‘You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defense if you do not mention, when questioned, something you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence.’” Do you understand, Sunny?”

Sunny grunted.

“I take it that’s a yes?”

“Yes.”

“Excellent. Now we know where we stand.” Banks led Sunny slowly into the bedroom, which was dominated by a queen-sized bed covered with black silk sheets and a black sateen duvet. Even the pillowcases were black. Sunny didn’t resist, but he complained all the way, mostly about everything being due to the color of his skin.

“Just get dressed and stop bellyaching, Sunny.”

Sunny changed into a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. As he did so, Banks poked around the drawers in a desultory way, but found nothing of interest, just a box of condoms and some lubricating jelly in the bedside table. In the wardrobe, however, he found a rack of women’s clothing—dresses, tops, skirts. Mimsy’s, he guessed. The stuff she wouldn’t dare take home. Some of them bore expensive designer labels. On a shoe rack at the bottom were Nike trainers and high heels beside a box of expensive tights and sleek sexy underwear. Agent Provocateur stuff. The search team could do a more thorough job later, when they had a warrant and when Sunny was in custody.

“What’s all this, Sunny?” Banks asked. “Either you get off on wearing women’s clothing or this belongs to someone else.”

Sunny said nothing.

“Expecting Mimsy back, are you? Or are they for the next one?”

Sunny fastened the belt on his jeans, still silent.

“They look expensive. I suppose that’s why you couldn’t bear to part with them, is it? If it had been me, I’d have got rid of them right after I killed the girl.”

“I didn’t kill anyone!” said Sunny. “I want a solicitor. I’m entitled to a solicitor.”

They went back into the living room.

“A solicitor will be assigned to you when we get to the station. Don’t worry, Sunny. We’ll be doing everything by the book. We don’t want you slipping out of our grasp on a technicality over all this, do we? In the meantime, I’ve already told you that you don’t have to say anything. Your solicitor will probably advise you to cooperate with us.”

“How long is this going to take? I have a business to run.”