“It’ll be accidental?” Gollowitz asked anxiously.
“Certainly. Weiner will come over faint in his bath. He will slip under the water and unfortunately drown. Will that suit you?”
Ferrari’s face and voice were so cold-blooded and casual that both Gollowitz
and Seigel exchanged uneasy glances.
“That’s fine,” Gollowitz said. “Then tonight for certain?”
“At ten. Weiner takes a tub at night. It’s a habit.”
“But how will you get into the bathroom?” Seigel asked. “I thought the place was sewn up tight.”
Ferrari shrugged.
“Getting into the bathroom won’t be difficult. The window is small, but then so am I. The only snag was that before Weiner went into the bathroom it was searched. That was why I had to get O’Brien to co-operate. He will do the searching tonight.”
“Well, okay: I hand it to you,” Seigel said. “You really think you’ll succeed?”