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"You bet I do," Wohl said.
"Can I take Payne with me?"
"If you think you can keep
him from playing Tarzan," Wohl said. " And jumping from roof to roof."
"Sergeant, would you mind if I went with you?" H. Charles Larkin asked. "If they're being difficult, I'll show them difficult."
"No, sir," Washington said. "Come along."
Washingtondoesn't want him, Wohl thought, but there's nothing I can do to stop him.
"Would four be a crowd?" Frank F. Young asked.
"No, sir," Washington said.
The four quickly left the room.
"What about that guy Young?" Denny Coughlin asked, when the door was closed.
"He either is very anxious to render whatever assistance the FBI can on this job," Lowenstein said, "or he wants to play detective."
"Now that we're alone," Wohl said. "It looks like Lanza, the corporal at the airport,is dirty."
"Oh, shit," Coughlin said. "What have you got, Peter?"
"He's been having middle of the night meetings with various Mafioso scumbags. Gian-Carlo Rosselli, Paulo Cassandro, and others. They have been talking about a fruit basket coming in."
"How do you know that, Peter? About the fruit basket?" Lowenstein asked.
"Please don't ask me that question, Chief," Wohl said.
Lowenstein and Coughlin exchanged glances.
"He's under surveillance?" Lowenstein asked.
"By Internal Affairs when he's off the job. And Dickinson Lowell, who's chief of security for Eastern at the airport, has people watching him when he's on the job. Chief Marchessi set that up. He and Lowell are old pals."
"Dickie Lowell is, was, a good cop," Coughlin said. "You have any idea when this 'fruit basket' is coming in?"
"Nine forty-five tonight," Wohl replied. "Eastern Flight 4302 from San Juan."
"You picked that information up, right, from ordinary, routine, legal surveillance of Corporal Lanza, right?" Chief Lowenstein asked.
Wohl hesitated a moment, and then did not reply directly.
"The surveillance of Corporal Lanza leads us to believe that he is spending a lot of time with a lady by the name of Antoinette Marie Wolinski Schermer," he said. "Spends his nights with her. We find this interesting because Organized Crime says Mrs. Schermer is ordinarily the squeeze of Ricco Baltazari, the well-known restauranteur."
"When you take Lanza, can you take any of the scumbags with him?" Coughlin asked.
"More important, are you sure you can take Lanza?" Lowenstein asked.
"We'll just have to see, Chief," Wohl said.
"You have good people doing the surveillance?" Lowenstein asked.
"Internal Affairs is providing most of it," Wohl replied. "And I loaned them Sergeant O'Dowd, but my priority, of course, is finding this Wheatley screwball before he hurts somebody."
