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"We don't have that yet," D'Amata said. "Those are interesting questions you're asking, Inspector."
"Just letting my mind wander," Wohl said. "Try this one: Can you think of any reason that Mr. Lanier's name would be known to Mr. Vincenzo Savarese?"
"Jesus!" D'Amata said. "Was it?"
"Letyour mind wander," Wohl said.
"He could have owed the mob some money," D'Amata said. "He liked to pass himself off as a gambler. The mob likes to get paid."
"That would get him a broken leg, not five well-placed shots, and from someone with whom Mr. Savarese would be only faintly acquainted," Wohl said.
"Yeah," D'Amata said thoughtfully.
"What would that leave? Drugs?" Wohl asked.
There was not time for D'Amata to consider that, much less offer an answer. Pekach came back in the office.
"There's nothing in the records about a Highway car being anywhere near 48^th and Haverford last night," he said.
"You sure?" D'Amata challenged, surprised.
"Yeah, I'm sure," Pekach said sharply. "Are you?"
"Captain," D'Amata said, "I got the same story from four different people. There was a Highway car there."
There was a knock at the door.
"Not now!" Wohl called.
There came another knock.
"Open the door, Dave," Wohl said coldly.
Pekach opened the door.
Officers Jesus Martinez and Charles McFadden stood there, looking more than a little uncomfortable.
"Didn't you hear me say not now?" Wohl said. "How many times do I have to-"
"Inspector," Charley McFadden blurted, "we heard Captain Pekach asking-"
"Goddammit, we're busy," Pekach flared. "The Inspector said not now. And whatever's on your mind, go through your sergeant!"
"That was us," Charley said. "At 48^th and Haverford. With Marvin Lanier." He looked at Pekach. "That's what we wanted to see you about, Captain."
"Officer McFadden," Wohl said, "please come in, and bring Officer Martinez with you."
They came into the office.
"You have heard, I gather, that Mr. Lanier was shot to death last night?" Wohl asked.
"Just now, sir," Hay-zus said.
"Before we get started, this is Detective D'Amata of Homicide," Wohl said. "Joe, these two are Jesus Martinez and Charley McFadden, who before they became probationary Highway Patrolmen worked for Captain Pekach when they were all in Narcotics."
"I know who they are," D'Amata said.
"What is your connection with Mr. Lanier?" Wohl asked.
