“No. Thank you very much, sir.” Dawson stood up, and Chikata followed.
“I’ll walk you out,” Calmy-Rey said.
Just as they got to the mahogany door, Dawson had a thought.
“Oh, one other thing,” he said. “Did you and Mr. Smith-Aidoo know Lawrence Tetteh, the CEO of Goilco?”
“Oh, yes, of course,” Calmy-Rey said, nodding. “We both had lots of contact with Lawrence-Charles and our chief financial officer more so than I did, but still, I knew him well, and I made sure I kept in touch with him. Goilco has a ten percent carried interest in the Legacy Oilfield. His death was another tragedy, and just a month or so before the Smith-Aidoos’ murder. It’s very sad. I understand Lawrence’s stepbrother was charged in his murder.”
“Yes. Do you know if Tetteh had enemies in the oil industry, or in government?”
“He was a perfectly straightforward, experienced, and knowledgeable gentleman. On the face of it, he shouldn’t have had any enemies at all.”
“Might you have Mr. Tetteh’s mobile phone number?”
“No, I’m afraid not. But I may be able to find it for you.”
“If you can, I would be grateful.”
“But of course.” Calmy-Rey smiled again. “I’m very glad to have met you, Inspector.”
In the lift down to the lobby, Chikata said, “He seems to be a very nice man.”
Dawson grunted. “A little too much sugar in the cup.”
“What do you mean?”
“He ‘cares about the people of Takoradi and the fishermen?’ Come on.”
“You don’t trust him?”
“I just question the sincerity, that’s all. Do any of these exploiters really care that much?”
They waited until they were outside the building before resuming the discussion.
“Do you suspect him of being involved with the murder?” Chikata asked.
“Not at the moment, but…”
Chikata looked at him quizzically. “Did your juju hand speak to you?”
“No. Not this time.”
“Then what is it you don’t trust?”
“I felt like he was putting on a show for our benefit. To make himself appear to be a better man than he really is.”
“People do that all the time,” Chikata pointed out. “The question is, do you suspect him of murder?”
“No,” Dawson admitted, finally. “I can’t say I do. Anyway, we’ve found out one thing, at least. We know what the Smith-Aidoos were doing in Axim that Monday morning. Now we have to follow up with the people at FOAX.”
