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They took the elevator to the fifth floor, and walked down the corridor.
"Here it is," Mr. Cassandro said, stopping before the door to Apartment 5-F.
"Ring the bell," Mr. Rosselli ordered.
Sixty seconds later, Mrs. Antoinette Marie Wolinski Schermer, wearing a bathrobe, opened the door.
"Hi, ya, Tony," Mr. Rosselli said. "Sorry to disturb you. But we have to talk to Vito. Is he here?"
Mrs. Schermer looked distinctly uncomfortable. She stepped back from the door, and waited for them to come into the apartment, then closed the door after them.
"Yo, Vito! It's Gian-Carlo Rosselli. You there?"
"He's in the bedroom," Tony Schermer said. "Give him a minute."
"Take your time, Vito," Mr. Rosselli called cheerfully. "Put your pants on."
Mr. Cassandro chuckled.
"Can I offer you something?" Tony asked.
"You got a little Scotch and water, I wouldn't say no. Paulo?"
"Yeah, me too."
Tony went into the kitchen.
Corporal Lanza came out of the bedroom, which opened onto the living room, barefoot, wearing a T-shirt and his uniform trousers.
"Hey," he greeted his callers somewhat uncomfortably. "What's up?"
"Well, when you didn't show up at the Warwick, we figured, what the hell, we'll go see him. I hope we didn't interrupt anything?"
"Nah. The reason I didn't come over there-I wanted to-was I didn't have any decent clothes to change into at the airport, and I can't be seen drinking in uniform. They'd have my ass."
"I understand," Mr. Rosselli said. "Anyway, a cop would make the customers nervous."
"Yeah."
Tony came into the room carrying two glasses.
"Can I fix you one, honey?" Tony asked.
"Why not?" Vito replied.
There were several minutes of somewhat awkward silence while Tony went into the kitche
n and made Vito a drink.
"Honey, there's no reason for you to lose your beauty sleep," Mr. Rosselli said. "We're just going to sit around and have a couple of shooters. Why don't you go to bed? When we need another, Vito'll make it. Right, Vito?"
"Right," Vito said.
"Okay, then," Tony said. "If you're sure you don't mind, Vito."
"Go to bed," Vito said.
When she had closed the door behind her, Mr. Rosselli said, "I like her. She's a nice girl, Vito."
