“I wonder if it would be possible for you to arrange to have me meet her. Not in the capacity of a person seeking information, but merely casually.”
I said, “It’s all fixed. Be waiting out in front of the Jack-O’-Lantern Club about nine o’clock tonight. I’ve already paved the way.”
“Well, well, that’s efficiency! You seem to anticipate my every thought, Lam. You really do.”
I said, “Nine o’clock tonight in front of the Jack-O’-Lantern,” and went out.
I looked at my watch. It was two hours earlier in California. I sent a wire to the agency: Howard Chandler Craig murdered June 6, 1937. Possibility of connection with case here. Get all details. In particular find out about habits and love life of victim.
Chapter Thirteen
Hale said, “What a peculiar place.”
“It’s like all New Orleans nightclubs — that is, the ones in the French Quarter,”
A waiter came over. “You want a table?”
I nodded.