job. It had been absolutely fascinating to Tiny, as much for the way the two of them worked together as for the various scenarios they came up with.
They seemed to have a telepathic, or at least a shorthand, means of communication. They exchanged ideas with very few words, as if both knew the way the other one's brain worked.
And Tiny got to listen.
'From the beginning,' Washington had begun. 'The firebomb.'
'Somebody knew the Highway car was sent there.'
'And why.'
'Off the air?'
'No.'
'Payne's car bothers me.'
'Could have been anybody.'
'Anybody who knew (1) Porsche (2) where he lived.'
'Oh.'
'Back to somebody with access.'
'They could have been watching Monahan's house.'
'Different people driving by.'
'Too many drive bys.'
'Back to somebody with access.'
'Somebody pretty sure of his own smarts.'
'The stun gun?'
'Why didn't they just pop him?'
'Hold that one a minute.'
'No noise?'
'They could have hit him with an ax.'
'They didn't want to kill him?'
'Hold that one too.'
'They didn't give a shit when they blew the watchman away.
'Maintenance man. Not watchman.'
'Did they think the firebomb would not be lethal?'
'Are they?'
'Hold that one too.'
'Why don't burglars go armed?'
'Because breaking and entering isn't murder one.'
'Christ, they already committed murder.'
'Define 'they.' '
'The ones who hit Goldblatt amp; Sons Credit Furniture amp; Appliances, Inc.'
'What if we had caught the guy with the firebomb.'
'Huh?'
'What would it be? Not more than assault. Maybe even creating a public nuisance.'
'Holdthat one.'
'Defining 'they' again. Are those clowns in the bathrobes smart enough to stage what happened this morning?'
'Not getting their hands on an unmarked car.'
'Back to someone with access.'
'That means someone here.'
'Someone here would be too smart to rob Goldblatt's: no money.'
'Back to the burglar. What happened at Goldblatt's was potentially murder caused in connection with another felony. What the hell?'
'Where did the money come from for Giacomo?
'What the hell are they after?'
'I thought about that. More robberies, banks, maybe, with witnesses scared off by what happened at Goldblatt's.'
'Back to the goddamn Liberation Army.'
'Back to defining 'they.' Are the Goldblatt doers smart enough for the press releases?
'The organized telephone calls to Payne?'
'There are now two kinds of 'they.' The ones who are calling the shots-'
'Including setting up the clowns to rob Goldblatt's.'
'I can't see anybody here doing that.'
'We have somebody here. That's a given.'
''They' is now three. The sleaze-balls at Goldblatt's; somebody here; and somebody calling the shots for the first two. Somebody with enough money to hire Giacomo.'
'That would be the ILA.'
'The ILA is bullshit. There is no ILA.'
'Hold that too.'
'They knew the firebomb wasn't good for murder; they knew the stun gun-'
'Theythought the stun gun-'
'-would be nonlethal. Somebody here would think that.'
'And cover his ass.'
'They would have convinced Monahan that police protection or not they could get to him whenever they wanted to.'
'But if they hadn't killed him, he would have had a face.'
'A face wouldn't do him much good if it wasn't a cop's face.'
'Bingo!'
'It's an opening. Not 'Bingo.' '
'We're talking about a white face here, by the way. She said it was a white guy she saw shoot him.'
'Interesting.'
'It could be a light-skinned Cuban or something.'
'Not Cuban. The white doesn't fit, but not Cuban. Very few Muslims, make-believe or otherwise, among the Cubans. Or for that matter, Latinos.'
Both Washington and Harris fell silent for what seemed like a very long time, but was probably no more than sixty seconds.
Finally Washington raised his head and looked at Officer Foster H. Lewis.
'What are you thinking?' Harris asked.
'I am thinking I have a task for Officer Lewis.'
'Yes, sir?'
'I want you to check with the corporal. Get his sheets on unmarked cars for yesterday. Check the incoming mileage against the outgoing today.'
Tiny Lewis realized he had absolutely no idea what Washington wanted. As he was trying to frame a reply that might just possibly make him look like less of an ignorant asshole than he felt himself to be, Washington correctly read the expression on his face.
'What I'm looking for, Foster,' he said patiently, 'is a discrepancy between the mileage recorded when the driver of the unmarked car turned it in yesterday, and the mileage recorded when the car was taken out today.
'Unscrew the speedometer cable. Takes ten seconds,' Harris said.
'Do you understand now, Foster?'
'Yes, sir.'
'Tiny, then contact everybody who took an unmarked RPC out of here this morning,' Harris said. 'Ask them if there was any indication that it hadn't sat out there in the snow and ice all night.'
'Unless somebody here is driving the car he took to Goldblatt's.'
