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"From the top," Wohl repeated, reaching for the pitcher of beer.
Captain David Pekach walked up just as Matt finished, and a second pitcher of beer was delivered. He took one of the bent-wire chairs from an adjacent table and sat down on it.
"You want a glass? Good beer," Wohl said.
"No thanks. I'm cutting down. Oh, what the hell!"
He got up and went to the stand and returned with a mug.
"What did you find out?" Wohl asked.
Pekach looked at Payne and Amanda and then at Wohl, his raised eyebrows asking if Wohl wanted him to continue in front of them.
"Go on," Wohl said. "I'm convinced that neither Matt Payne nor Miss Spencer shot Tony the Zee or is into drugs."
"Dolan says the Detweiler girl was," Pekach said.
"My God!" Amanda exclaimed.
"What?" Matt asked incredulously. "That's absurd!"
"No, it's not. Dolan is a good cop," Pekach said, responding more to Peter Wohl's raised eyebrows than to Matt Payne. "I believe him. He says that he was following her, that he has reason to believe she went to the Penn Services Parking Garage to make a buy, and that the shooting was tied in with that. And Tony the Zee had a thousand dollars' worth of Coke on him, in a plastic bag."
"Dolan was following her?" Wohl asked thoughtfully. "Where was he during the actual shooting?"
"He said the first he heard of it, he was across the street, watching the entrance and exit, and the other one, who I used to think was a smart cop, was watching the fire exits in the alley."
"Try that again, I'm confused," Wohl said.
"Okay. They followed her to the parking garage. Dolan stayed across the street and watched the entrance and exit ramps. Gerstner, the other Narcotics cop, watched the fire exits on the alley. At least until he heard the sirens and went out on the street to see what was happening. I guess that's when the doers left the building, via the fire escape to the alley."
"So where does Dolan figure Payne ties in?"
"He saw him drive in. Had no idea at first he was a cop but recognized him as someone-him and Miss Spencer-he had seen in the last couple of days. And then he saw him drive his car away from the place later. And apparently figured that's where the drugs-according to him, the Detweiler girl is into cocaine-were."
"That whole scenario is incredible," Matt said.
"No it's not," Wohl said. "If I were the cop on the street, Dolan, that's pretty much how I would see it."
"You don't think I'm into drugs? Or that Amanda is?"
"I didn't say that," Wohl said carefully. "No. I don't think either of you are. But if this Sergeant Dolan has good reason to believe that the Detweiler girl was into drugs, I have no reason to doubt him. And you didn't help matters any by driving away from the crime scene with Miss Spencer."
Matt exhaled audibly.
"Payne went to the Union League," Wohl explained to Pekach, "to tell the Detweiler girl's family what had happened. Lieutenant Lewis, who I suppose was the senior supervisor there then, told him it was okay."
"Dolan didn't mention Lewis," Pekach said.
"Is there a Captain Petcock or something here?" a loud voice interrupted. Matt stopped and turned to the voice. A tall, very skinny, long-haired man in white cook's clothing was holding up a telephone.
"Close." Wohl chuckled. "Go answer the phone, Captain Petcock."
"Yes, sir, Inspector Wall," Pekach said, and got up.
"Miss Spencer-" Wohl began.
"You were calling me Amanda," she said. "Does Miss Spencer mean I' m a suspect again?"
