She shrugged and climbed up on a stool next to his.
“Oh, I don’t know. Jack doesn’t notice it any longer, Abe.”
He scowled.
“Jack doesn’t appreciate the best things in life.”
“You know he’s got that Lyle woman on board?” Dolores said, taking the icecold martini the barman gave her.
Gollowitz stiffened.
“I had heard. It’s no business of mine.”
“Abe, is Jack in trouble?”
“No, no, nothing like that. He suddenly decided…”
“Please, Abe, tell me. You’re the only one I have now who I can trust. He is in trouble, isn’t he?”