wondered. Is it possible that he can get into my safety box at the bank? I didnât walk fast, but I had gone a good ten yards or more before he gulped in enough air to call after me.
âItâs that witch Estelle Hardiman! She aims to ruin me!â
It was the only name he might have mentioned to stop me. It brought up a flash of anger in me, and I walked back so quickly that the old man involuntarily raised an arm to shield himself.
âShe blames me for what happened to her husband. Of course she canât prove anything!â
âIâm glad sheâs after you and not me,â I said.
âBut sheâs hell-bentâforgive meâon looking into things! Iâm convinced that sheâs been pressing this investigation, this grand jury now. Sheâs connected to everything here in the city, and sheâll hound me to my grave.â
âKeep your voice down,â I said.
Lloyd had worked himself up enough to make sweat come out over his withered lip, seeping down to soak the neatly trimmed, silky whiskers.
âIâm finished. Iâm finished. In itself this is fair enough. For my part in the whole sordid affair, for the aid we gave in the early days to those vile menâhowever little I knew of itâI must accept culpability.â
âSo youâll spill your guts to the jury. Just tell them everything, then.â
His face puckered and his eyes could not keep from searching about the big pool room.
âItâs not for me,â he insisted again. âMy son ⦠my grandchildren ⦠the city, how itâs grownâ¦â
âSo youâll just save the guilt for another day.â
He became more measured. âIâll settle my account before the Lord like any other man,â he said.
âAs long as you can weasel out of the noose for the time being.â
âSurely, Mr. Caudill, you are aware that your own involvement is far more direct than mine will ever be shown to be.â
âSo thatâs it.â
âIâm not threatening you. Iâve asked for your help. You have an exasperating way of goading me into discomfort! Iâm too old for this nonsense! Iâm certainly willing to cast you to the wolves in order to protect my own interests. The war, these Germans, the Japanese are insane! Theyâll fight to their very last man! The work mustnât be disrupted!â
âSettle down, will you? If you kick off now, theyâll pin it on me.â
âMake light of death now, Mr. Caudill. Soon enough youâll confront your own mortality.â
âNot so soon as you, I think.â
Lloydâs chin drooped and his eyes traced a long crack in the floor tile before drifting out of focus. I watched him, but not too keenly. Maybe his old brain was dredging through some old memory, a time when horses snorted and pulled their carts through the dirt roads of Detroit, when he had been a young and hungry man.
âA young woman was killed and dumped inside the compound of one of our plants in Cleveland,â he said finally, pursing his mouth.
âThatâs a case for the Cleveland dicks, isnât it?â
âIt would be, yes, certainly. Theyâve been gracious enough to allow an investigation discreet enough to deflect attention from the company. But now thereâs been another murderâa woman in Indiana.â
âWhat am I supposed to do about any of that?â
âYou see that itâs all a part of a planâa single murder, why, in a time of war, especially, a random act of violence might not prove so difficult to manage. But you see that theyâve crossed state lines, now. Theyâve made it a federal case! That Hoover has been dogging me for years, and now, with war production so crucialââ
âWhy would anyone think the two murders were related? Other than where they were found?â
He looked blankly at me. âThe facts of the
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