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"Well, we can put you up. No credit cards."
"I'm prepared to pay cash."
"When was you thinking of coming?"
"This morning, if that would be convenient."
"We can put you up," the woman said. "What did you say your name was?"
"Henry E. Richards," Marion said.
"We'll be expecting you, Brother Richard. Praise Jesus!"
"That's 'Richards,'" Marion said. "With an 'S.' Praise the Lord."
****
At half past eight, Captain Michael Sabara picked up the private line in his office in the Schoolhouse.
"Captain Sabara."
"Peter Wohl, Mike."
"Good morning, sir."
"Something's come up, Mike. When I get off, call Swede Olsen in Internal Affairs. I just got off from talking to him. He'll bring you up-to-date on what's going on. I don't think anything's going to happen this morning, but if it does, just use your own good judgment."
"Yes, sir. I guess you're not coming in?"
"No."
"Is there anyplace I can reach you?"
Wohl hesitated.
"For your ears only, Mike," he said, finally. "I'm in the Roundhouse. I made inspector. My dad and my mother are here. We're waiting for the mayor."
"Jesus, Peter, that's good news. Congratulations!"
"Thank you, Mike. I'll call in when I'm through. But if anyone asks, I'm at the dentist's."
"Yes, sir, Inspector!"
"Thanks," Wohl said, and hung up.
****
At five minutes to nine, Special Agent Glynes placed a collect call, he would speak with anyone, to the Atlantic City office of the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms from a pay telephone in a Shell gasoline station in Hammonton, N.J.
"Odd that you should call, Glynes," Special Agent Tommy Thomas, an old pal, said, "Mr. Samm has been wondering where you are. He at first presumed that you had fallen ill, and had simply forgotten to telephone, but whenhe telephoned your residence, there was no answer, so he knew that couldn't be it."
"Is he there, Tommy?"
"Yes, indeed."
"Put him on."
Special Agent Thomas turned his back to Special Agent in Charge Samm and whispered into the phone: "Careful, Chuck. He's got a hair up his ass."
