“You’re quite a cop, aren’t you, Sean? Well, if you must know, I asked Paradise Louie where she hung out.”
“So he knows you were after her? You stupid fool I Do you think he’ll keep his mouth shut?”
“That’s up to you,” Johnny returned carelessly. “You can handle Louie.
You’d better see him and fix it.”
O’Brien sat staring down at the floor, thinking.
“I wouldn’t have touched her if I hadn’t been sure of your protection,” Johnny went on. He swung his legs off the bunk. “I’m sick of this stinking cabin. Let’s go to your bank and collect ten grand, then I’ll get off to New York.”
O’Brien looked up
“You’re kidding yourself, Johnny,” he said, the edge of his rage showing in his voice He got up, went to the door, opened it and beckoned to Tux, who was waiting outside.
“Come in here.”
Tux moved silently into the cabin, closed the door and set his back to it.