Edgeworth frowned at Dimitri. He moved off the bed and looked in the cupboards around the room. He found a drawer of folded blankets and tossed one to Dimitri, carrying one back to the bed for himself.
“I do not mind publicity. You need it to a certain degree so people understand who you are.” He sighed as he sat back down on his bed, wrapping the blanket around himself. “However, I do not like other people taking my credit.” He scowled.
“I set that up. And the detective is claiming it’s his work. That dissapoints me.”