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"Nothing I did not already know and a great deal I did not wish to know about
competing baseball teams."
"Anyone try to corner you for an interview before you went to ground under all
that?"
"Yes, and not to worry, I was frustratingly reticent."
"Don't underestimate them, Charles. When they have to fill space for a deadline
they can get a story out of a blind turnip."
"And since there is no such thingЧ"
"Yeah, think about it."
"Point taken. I believe the worst of it is over, though."
"Don't kid yourself. The worst will be the headlines tomorrow."
"I doubt if this will garner much interest. How does a years-old murder compare
with the Duke of Windsor getting married?"
"Trust me, a walled-up body in Chicago is going to make more copy in the
American press than a former king tying the knot in Europe."
"The sad fact of the matter being that you are likely correct in your assessment
concerning the public's preference. You harbor a most valuable talent."
"Thanks."
"In light of that sort of fine judgment I hope you'll not give up on your
writing career. I understand that knowing what the public wants is half the
battle."
It was damned decent of him to refer to my irregular attempts at scribbling as a
"career." "Nah. I'm just putting it aside until I get the club launched."
"That, my friend, might require some additional effort after this." He nodded at
the mess out front. The meat wagon pulled away from the curb and turned down the
alley. We pressed into a side doorway until it passed, then followed to watch.
The driver made use of the basement loading ramp that opened on the street
behind the club. In this case it was more of an unloading ramp. A couple of guys
went inside with a bundle and soon reappeared carrying a long, flexible wicker
basket, which they put into the wagon. It seemed fairly light in weight. The
photographers took more pictures, then stood back to let the truck pass through.
Once the remains were gone the reporters also thinned out, and eventually even
the cops went away. I locked things up for what was left of the night. When the
law came back tomorrow Leon could let them in again.
I told Escott where I planned to go next and asked if he wanted to come along,
but he tiredly declined. He'd had a full day at his office already and didn't
need more excitement. Sometimes I forgot that his day was winding down just when
mine was beginning.
On the way home I repeated to him all that I'd learned from both Leon and Blair
and the little mental whammy I'd done on the latter. "If you're interested in
keeping up on this case, you'll find he'll be strangely cooperative for the next
few weeks."
"What excellent forethought, thank you." He looked like I'd just handed him the
winning ticket for the Irish sweepstakes.
"Okay, what gives? You're a little too happy."
"This particular problem is not my only concern. There are other matters I have
in hand that might progress more smoothly for having the help of a senior
officer in the local force."
"I thought you already had friends there."
"I do, but not all of them will have the same sort of authority your Lieutenant