'I don't know. I spent a couple of hours with him last night.'
'Oh yeah? You're really moving up in class these days, aren't you?
Wha'd you do, take him out to dinner, watch him eat with his hands?'
'We were at a place called Grogan's.'
'A few blocks from here, right? I know the joint. It's a dive. They say he owns it.'
'So I understand.'
'Except of course he can't, since the SLA doesn't like to let convicted felons put their names on liquor licenses, so somebody must be fronting it for him. What were the two of you doing, playing canasta?'
'Drinking and telling lies. He was drinking Irish whiskey.'
'You were drinking coffee.'
'Coke. They didn't have coffee.'
'You're lucky they had Coke, a pigpen like that. What the hell has he got to do with Pauline? Not Pauline, Paula. What's he got to do with her?'
'I'm not sure,' I said, 'but the machine went tilt when he saw her picture, and a couple of hours later somebody woke me up to tell me to drop the case.'
'Ballou?'
'No, it wasn't his voice. I don't know who it was. I have some ideas, but nothing solid. Tell me about Ballou, Joe.'
'Tell you what?'
'What do you know about him?'
'I know he's an animal. I know he belongs in a fucking cage.'
'Then why isn't he in one?'
'The worst ones never are. Nothing sticks to them. You can't ever find a witness, or you find one and he gets amnesia. Or he disappears.
It's funny the way they disappear. You ever hear the story, Ballou's running all over town showing people a guy's head?'
'I know the story.'
'The head never turned up. Or the body. Gone, no forwarding.
Finito.'
'How does he make his money?'
'Not running a ginmill. He started out doing some enforcing for some of the Italians. He's as big as a house and he was always a tough bastard and he liked the work. All those Westies, tough Irish mugs from the Kitchen, they've been hiring out as muscle for generations. I suspect he was good at it, Ballou.
Say you borrowed money from a shy and you're a few weeks behind with the vig, and this hulk walks in on you wearing a bloody apron and swinging a cleaver in his hand. What are you going to do?
You want to tell him see me next week or are you gonna come up with the cash?'
'You said he was a convicted felon. What did he go away for?'
'Assault. That was early, I don't think he was out of his teens. I'm pretty sure he only went away the once. I could look it up.'
'It's not important. Is that what he's done ever since? Strongarm work?'
He leaned back. 'I don't think he hires out anymore,' he said. 'You call him, tell him So-and-so needs his legs broken, I don't think Ballou grabs a hunk of pipe and goes out and does the job himself. But he might send somebody. What else does he do? I think he's got a few dollars on the street, earning that six-for-five. There's joints he's supposed to have a piece of, but you hear all sorts of shit along those lines, you never know what to believe. His name comes up in connection with a lot of things.
Trucks getting hijacked, a couple of heavy heists. You remember a couple of years ago, five guys with masks and guns took off Wells Fargo for three mil?'
'They had somebody on the inside, didn't they?'
'Yeah, but he happened to die before anybody had a chance to ask him the right questions. And his wife
died, and he had a girlfriend on the side, and you'll never guess what happened to her.'
'She died?'
'She disappeared. A few other people disappeared too, and a couple more turned up in car trunks out at JFK. We'd hear that this guy or that guy was one of the guns and masks on the Wells Fargo thing, and before we could go out looking for him we'd get a call that he was in the trunk of his Chevy Monte Carlo out at Kennedy.'
'And Ballou—'
'Was supposed to be the man at the top. That was the word, but nobody said it too loud because it was a dangerous thing to do, you could wind up in Long-Term Parking along with all your friends and relations. But that was the word, Ballou set it up and ran it, and he may have come out with the whole three mil because there wasn't anybody around to share it with.'
'He have anything to do with drugs?'
