‘Did I tel you I broke his jaw? As soon as he was booked he was shipped off to hospital. He isn’t fit enough to talk tonight.’
Olin stared at Dallas, then suddenly grinned.
‘I’m going downstairs for a moment,’ he said. ‘Maybe you’d like to talk to your friend the Rajah.’
‘Yeah, I might at that,’ Dal as said, and reached for the phone.
Olin went down to the information room.
‘Lieutenant,’ the desk sergeant said, ‘a message’s just come in. A blue Packard’s been found in 25th Street. There’s a body of a man in it.’
Olin’s eyes lit up.
‘Who found it?’
‘O’Brien, sir. It’s on his beat. He’s just phoned through.’
‘I’ll go myself. Tel Morris to come on after me with the squad. I’l want ten uniformed men as well.