"What difference does it make whether Major Mason or I step forward?" Winters was quite puzzled by someone's self-deceptive behavior.
"Hey," Gessa chuckled, "so what? They don't understand the intricacies involved."
Winters was momentarily speechless, finally understanding Gessa's meaning— even if Mrs. Bod and Miss Bod were genuinely involved in those fake nuns' actions, Gessa Adonis would not allow anyone to endanger his old senior's family;
so it would be better to gloss over it and send the two of them to Vineta as soon as possible, which would make both protection and surveillance easier.
Having Richard Mason, the military's acknowledged "good guy," in charge of the interrogation was naturally for this purpose.
After all, the matter of someone "fainting from a handshake" could be big or small; if put on a scale, even a thousand pounds wouldn't hold it, so the big matter had to be made small and the small matter made nothing.
