“You must see everything that goes on at the Club. I’ve got a feeling it ain’t quite on the level. I want to find out.”
Rogers sat back. His sleepy eyes suddenly woke up. “I don’t know what you mean,” he said.
“Just that. How does the place strike you?”
Rogers blinked. “You tryin’ to get the place shut down?” he asked, a little coldly.
Jay hesitated, then he said, “That’s about it. Now, look here, Rogers, you know me. I wouldn’t make things difficult for you. I know you’ve got to think of your job, but if you helped me I’d see you all right.”
“Yeah? How?”
“How would you like to work for Cliff Somers? I could get you an in with his outfit if you fancied it.”
Rogers’ face brightened. “Honest?”
Jay nodded.
“I’d like that. I’ve always wanted to work for Somers. He’s got a swell crowd.”