Davis nodded.
'I told him,' Davis said. 'Those two broads are running your life, and it's gonna cause trouble. And he says, 'Bobby, I can't let you talk about my wife that way.'… I don't think the poor bastard knows by now which one his wife is… and I say, 'Reggie, you're thinking with your dick.' And he says, 'You're fired.' And I left.'
They were silent, watching the woman and the dog. The dog was playing with the waves, chasing them as they rolled out, skittering away from them as they came in.
'So, why'd you tell me all this?' Jesse said.
'Normie pulled the trigger,' Davis said. 'And Reggie probably told him to do it. But it's those goddamned nymphos that are guilty.'
'And you wanted me to know that,' Jesse said.
'I guess so.'
'What are you gonna do now?' Jesse said.
'Maybe get a couple dogs,' Davis said.
66
JESSE SAT in his office with Nicolas Ognowski sitting hugely on a chair in the corner. Suit and Eddie Cox brought Normie into Jesse's office. There was a bloody-looking welt on one side of his forehead.
'Banged his head,' Suit said, 'when he was getting into the squad car.'
'My lawyer's gonna hear about this,' Normie said.
He eyed Ognowski, who was silent and motionless.
'Sit,' Jesse said.
Suit steered Normie to the chair, and he sat. Suit went and leaned against the doorjamb.
'You need me, Jesse?' Cox said.
Jesse shook his head, and Cox disappeared.
'Who's this guy,' Normie said, and nodded at Ognowski.
Jesse took a tape recorder out of his desk drawer and placed it on the desk in front of Normie.
'What's that for,' Normie said. 'You think I'm gonna make some kind of statement?'
Jesse pushed the play button and Natalya Ognowski's recording began to play. It took Normie a little time to realize what it was. When he did, he seemed paralyzed by it. The tape rolled on in all its remorseless banality.
'I kill someone, two someones, right in town,' he said.
'The two men on Paradise Neck?'
'I do not believe that,' Natalya said.
In the corner, Nicolas Ognowski made a sound like a sigh. Jesse held his hand up toward him. Normie seemed to get smaller in his chair.
'We gotcha, Normie,' Jesse said.
'That lying bitch,' he said.
'She's Petrov Ognowski's widow,' Jesse said.
'Jesus,' Normie said.
'And the large gentleman in the corner is Petrov Ognowski's father.'
'What's he doing here?' Normie said.
'I have come,' Nicolas said, 'to look at the man who killed my son.'
His voice sounded like it had rumbled up from hell.
'I see him again,' Nicolas said, 'I will know him.'
'I was just following orders,' Normie said.
'You can tell us about that, might help you a little,' Jesse said.
'I can't snitch,' Normie said.
'Why not?'
'They'll kill me?'
'Who?'
'You know what they do to snitches in jail,' Normie said.
'You want to take the jump on this one yourself?' Jesse said.
'I just done what I was told,' Normie said.
'Juries love that, killing two people because someone told you to. I'm guessing life, no parole.'
Normie shook his head.
In a small voice, he said, 'I want a lawyer.'
Jesse glanced at Nicolas. Then looked back at Normie. 'You don't need one,' Jesse said. 'You're free to go.'
'Huh?'
'You're free to go,' Jesse said. 'Beat it.'
'You're not arresting me?'
'Nope,' Jesse said. 'Take a walk.'
Normie stood up carefully, as if he'd been ill and was just recovering. In the corner, Nicolas Ognowski stood up. Normie glanced at him.
'What's he doing,' Normie said.
'I guess he's leaving, too.'
Normie took a step toward the door, and Nicolas moved to follow. Normie stopped. He looked at Ognowski, then at Jesse.
'You're letting me and him go out together?'
'Sure,' Jesse said.
'I… You can't do that.'
'Sure I can,' Jesse said.
'He… he's… For God's sake, man, I don't even have a piece.'
'I'm not interested in fucking around with this,' Jesse said. 'You roll over on Reggie and the girls, in which case I keep you here. Or you refuse and stroll off into the sunset with Mr. Ognowski.'
Ognowski was standing next to Normie now. He seemed to take up most of the room. Jesse could smell his sweat and whatever strong he'd had for lunch. Normie didn't look at him. Jesse wasn't sure, it might just have been breathing, but it sounded like a low growl might have come from deep in Ognowski's chest.
Normie turned away and came back to Jesse's desk and sat back down in the chair.
'Whaddya want to know,' he said.
67
JESSE LAY against the propped pillows in Sunny's big canopied bed. Sunny lay beside him. Jesse had a scotch and soda. Sunny had a gimlet. Both of them were naked.
'We got Reggie cold, and Normie,' Jesse said. 'But the ADA tells me she doesn't think she can make a case on the Bang Bang Twins.'
'Really?' Sunny said. 'Accessories before or after?'
'They deny everything. And Reggie says they weren't involved.'
'Normie?' Sunny said.
'Everything he knows about their involvement is hearsay.'
'How about their sex lives?'
'Adultery is rarely prosecuted these days,' Jesse said.
'You call what they do adultery?' Sunny said. 'That's like calling the Second World War assault.'
'Reggie says they are innocent of all wrongdoing. He says Rebecca was a model wife, and Roberta a lovely sister-in-law.'
'The ADA offer him any incentive to roll on them?' Sunny said.
'Yep,' Jesse said. 'But he won't.'
'So, the Bang Bang Twins are free to, ah, ply their wares where they will,' Sunny said.
'They are.'
'Yet they very probably caused it all,' Sunny said.
'Very probably,' Jesse said.
