“Stone is right.”
“Only one guy in this town has got it on him.”
“Yeah?”
“Guy named Katz. You’ve heard of him.”
“Sure, I heard of him.”
“Friend of mine.”
“It’s the kind of a friend to have.”
“Say. You ain’t supposed to have no lawyer yet. You ain’t been arraigned, and you can’t send for nobody. They can hold you forty-eight hours incommunicado, they call it. But if he shows up here, I got to let him see you, you get it? He might show up here, if I happened to be talking to him.”
“You mean you get a cut.”
“I mean he’s a friend of mine. Well, if he didn’t give me no cut, he wouldn’t be no friend, would he? He’s a great guy. He’s the only one in this town can throw the headlock on Sackett.”