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“Coal mines?” echoed Rosania. “What are you suggesting?”
“Everyone,” said Isaac Bell. “Not only thieves. Everyone experimenting with shaped explosives.”
For the first time since they waylaid Rosania, the jewel thief looked worried. “How would I know someone not a thief?”
“For your sake, you better.”
“You’re not going to love my answer.”
Wish nodded to Bell that it was his turn to be unpleasant, and Bell said, “In which case, you’re not going to love our reaction.”
“No, I’m serious. I can tell you something about him, but I can’t tell you his name because I don’t know his name.”
“Tell us what you know.”
“He’s a big fellow — as tall as you, Isaac, and wider than you, Wish. He is very intelligent. He is very quick on his feet and quick with his hands. He talks like he’s from Chicago, but I’ve never seen him around. So I think he’s probably a bit older than me and left town before I took up my calling. He wears a slouch hat that covers his hair, and he pulls it down low over his eyes. He’s clean-shaven. The bit of hair that shows below his hat is brown.”
So far, thought Bell, Rosania could be describing the man he had confronted in the Tombs and chased through the subway.
“What color are his eyes?”
“Hard to tell, the light was poor.”
Wish Clarke said, “Laurence, you are usually more observant than that, knowing that the alert safecracker is the free safecracker. Poor light would have prompted you to redouble your efforts to inspect his eyes.”
“You’re forgetting that I was attempting to learn the finer points of blowing holes in safes — not identify strangers.”
“Blue?”
“No, not blue. Some shade of brown.”
“Amber?”
“Amber is rare,” said Rosania. “But they could be amber.”
“How do you know he’s not a thief?” asked Wish.
“Good question. There’s something about him that’s more like a cop.”
“What about him was like a cop?”
“It’s hard to say. He had something of the authoritative air about him. Like you gentlemen. I mean, you could pretend to be police.”
“How?” asked Bell.
“I wouldn’t want you to take this the wrong way,” said Rosania, “but words like convincing, confident, cocksure, swaggering, and arrogant spring to mind.”
“I’m working hard at not taking it the wrong way,” said Wish Clarke.
Bell asked, “And you’re saying he came all the way to Chicago to study shaped explosives?”
“No, no, no. I didn’t say that. I met him in Newport.”
“Rhode Island, Virginia, or California?” asked Wish.
“Rhode Island,” said Bell. “The Naval Torpedo Station.”
“Where else? The fellow I’m talking about was standing drinks in the nearest bar and so was I. We both ended up talking to the same torpedo scientist. One of these big brains who doesn’t know anything except one thing. Of the three of us, he was the only one who didn’t know why we were asking all our questions. Good thing we weren’t foreign spies.”
