“Yes.”
“How often?”
“Several times.”
“Does he know you?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Good.” Joe le Blanc’s statement was emphatic. “Steve Cronin knows Monk Thurman. Monk Thurman doesn’t know Steve Cronin.”
“All right,” replied the other man. “Monk Thurman doesn’t know me. But Monk Thurman’s in New York. How does that concern us?”
“Monk Thurman is in Chicago!” answered Le Blanc.
“What of it?” retorted Cronin. “He doesn’t mean anything here. I’m in with the Chicago big shots. I wouldn’t give a plugged nickel for all the gangs in New York.”
“No?” questioned Le Blanc. “Well, Nick Savoli would give a lot of real dough just to have Monk Thurman on his pay roll. What do you think of that?”