“This could sink the organization, Jack,” he said feverishly. The Syndicate won’t like it.”
“—the Syndicate!” Maurer said, his voice suddenly vicious. “I’ve had about enough of the Syndicate! They’re not going to tell me what to do!”
Gollowitz turned away, walked over to an armchair and sat down. He didn’t let Maurer see the shocked, startled expression that showed for a moment in his eyes. “If this Coleman girl saw you…”
“You don’t have to worry about her,” Maurer said indifferently “She’ll be taken care of. Without her, Forest hasn’t a case. He can start trouble, but he won’t get anywhere. You can handle this, if she’s out of the way?”
“Sure. But she’s got to be out of the way!”
“She will be. McCann will let us know where she is. He’s going to give us half an hour before the police move in.”
Gollowitz thought for a moment.
“We can’t take any chances, Jack,” he said abruptly. “We’ll have the yacht stand by. There’s going to be a hell of a stink when this girl dies. You’d best be out of the way. A fishing trip where you can’t be reached would be an idea. Just until the heat dies down.”
Maurer shrugged.
“I’ll have Louis take care of it. The yacht’s all ready. I’ll go aboard as soon as McCann calls.”