“Dorman: why, yes, that makes sense. Okay, I’ll have him picked up. No harm in finding out where he was at the time of her death.”
“You may not know it, Lieutenant,” Darcy said quietly, “but Dorman’s sister is going to marry Sean O’Brien.”
Adams stubbed out his cigarette. His face remained expressionless.
“I didn’t know.” He stood up. “That could make the set-up tricky. Thanks for the information. Keep this close to your chest. I don’t want anyone to know.”
“No one will,” Darcy said. “The guy who told me and Louie are the only two who know besides you and me, and I can take care of them.”
Adams began to move slowly about the room.
“This is going to be damned tricky,” he said. “If O’Brien finds out I want to talk to Johnny I could get blocked off. You don’t know where Johnny is, do you?”
Darcy shook his head.
“Any ideas?”
“He might be holed up with his sister. She thought a lot of him in the old days.”