 He had wanted me to say I'd been in another man's apartment. He had wanted me to come right out and say it. Cops thought it was unnatural to be too good. They became suspicious if you were too good. There was a leaky water faucet that kept dripping somewhere in the room. And you said... W-I-N-T. Willoughby. Yes, of course. I see. What time did you get to Mr. Lee's apartment? About 7.15, I guess.