He watched Howard and Motley drive out of the parking lot, then, his mind now made up, he went down the steps towards his car.
II
Before going to his office, Adams looked into the charge room.
“Anything new?” he asked the desk sergeant, who stiffened to attention at the sight of him.
“The Commissioner and the Captain are on their way over, sir,” the sergeant said. “This guy Holland hasn’t been picked up yet. We have a couple of men and Detective Duncan waiting for him at his house. Sergeant Donovan has just come in and is waiting for the Commissioner.”
Adams grunted.
“I’ll be in my office if the Commissioner wants me,” he said. “Nothing else?”
“Nothing that’d interest you, sir. Paradise Louie is in trouble. He was picked up ten minutes ago on a vacant lot on West Street. Someone has
given him the treatment. O’Sullivan, who found him, reports he isn’t likely to live. He’s had a beating, and whoever beat him hit him a little too hard.”
Adams remembered what Darcy had told him. Paradise Louie had told Johnny where he cold find Fay Carson and now he had been beaten up. A coincidence?