'Yes.'
'How did you say Tiftus said it? Did you say he used my name, or said it was the guy he'd seen in the lobby that beat him up, or what?'
Details seemed to bother her. She was getting irritated, and now she shrugged her shoulders, blew cigarette smoke, and said, 'How do I know? I didn't give the cop a play by play.'
'All right, listen. This is what you told Regan: You and Tiftus came here, saw a guy in the lobby that Tiftus said he knew, Tiftus went away to see the guy and came back and said the guy beat him up. Right?'
She nodded. 'Just what I said.'
'All right. So what did you tell him the second time?'
'That you weren't the guy. When I first saw you in that office there, I figured you'd done it, and I did like that guy whether you believe it or not, so that's why I fingered you like I did. But then I got to thinking, and you come up with the alibi and the buddy-buddy with the cop, so when I saw Regan again I told him I made a mistake, you weren't the guy after all.'
'You told him I wasn't the guy Tiftus saw in the lobby.'
'Right.'
Parker thought it over. He'd already told Regan that Tiftus had gone to see him that morning, and that he'd seen Tiftus on the street a while later. He had to include that, plus what the woman had already told Regan, and make it all work out to a story that pointed off in some brand new direction.
While he thought, she just sat there in the other chair, smoked her cigarette, and watched him. She seemed a little puzzled, and hesitated.
After a while he said, 'All right, we got a new story to tell Regan. We don't change the old story, we just add to it. You and Tiftus got here, saw a guy in the lobby, Tiftus said he knew him, went away, came back, and said the guy beat him up and threatened to kill him. When you saw me you thought I was the guy, but you were wrong. The guy was tall and built like me, but younger, and he had blond hair. And what you remember is, Tiftus told you his name. When he saw the guy in the lobby he said, 'Why, there's Jimmy Chambers.' You got that? He said, 'Why, there's Jimmy Chambers.''
She nodded. 'Why, there's Jimmy Chambers,' she said. 'But I don't get the point.'
'Don't worry about it. I'll get something else going on Jimmy Chambers from the other side, through Younger.
'But who is this Jimmy Chambers? Is that just a name you made up?'
'No. It's a guy with a record, Regan won't have any trouble finding out there's a real Jimmy Chambers, and Jimmy Chambers did know Tiftus, so everything's going to check.'
She said, 'He wasn't really in town, was he?'
'No. Now, after-'
She said, 'I can't do that.'
'You can't do what?'
'I can't get this fella Chambers in trouble. Why don't we just make up some name, it'd be the same.'
'No, it wouldn't. Chambers is a name Regan can check. And Chambers got killed in an explosion a few months ago and nobody official knows about it, so don't worry about getting him in trouble.'
'Is that the truth?'
'Happened on a job we were both on. I don't sic the law on my own kind.'
'All right,' she said. 'When do you want me to do this?'
'Tomorrow morning.'
'They're burying him tomorrow morning.'
He had to think for a second, and then he realized she meant Tiftus. He said, 'Then Regan will be with you at the funeral. Tell him then.'
'It just occurs to me, like that?'
'No. You remembered it tonight, and you weren't going to say anything because you didn't think Regan trusted you. But you want to see your man avenged, so you're going to tell him anyway.'
'I hope he'll believe me,' she said.
'Don't worry about it.'
'Sure.' But then she brightened and said, 'I can do a real scene, a whole graveside bit. Cry and carry on and throw myself on the coffin, the whole thing. I never done anything like that before.'
He said, 'Don't overdo it, that's all.'
'Don't you worry about me,' she told him. 'You may not have realized it, but I am by profession an actress.'
'Good.' He got to his feet in a hurry to be gone.
She said, 'You got to go already? Stick around awhile.'
'Some other time.'
