Olin accepted the cigarette Dallas pushed at him, and then a light.
‘Working on something?’
‘A fifteen-year-old robbery,’ Dallas said. ‘Want to hear about it? It’s a good story.’
Olin shook his head.
‘Robbery isn’t my line. Besides, who cares about a fifteen-year-old robbery?’
‘The insurance companies — when the amount involved is four million,’ Dal as said seriously.
Olin looked startled.
‘Is that right? Four mil ion?’
‘Yeah. The insurance companies were caught for the lot. They paid up, but they’re still trying to find the jewellery.’
Olin squinted at his cigarette end.