He was upset when a meeting with Gerald Whitaker was repeatedly postponed.

‘But he wasn’t reckless,’ she said.

‘He didn’t want a scene.

He wanted the numbers corrected.’

Joan asked Celia whether she could testify to these observations if requested.

Celia nodded, though she looked frightened.

I thanked her and she gave me a long, appraising look.

‘You have his eyes,’ she said.