"There's only two guys besides myself that ever knew this lay," he said. "One was Biff Snider. He was bumped off a month ago, and he never said nothin'. The other is Whitey Shane.
That's you. And you're keepin' mum. Savvy?"
"Sure thing, Jake," replied Whitey. "Spill the lay. I'm with you."
"Remember you're workin' with Jake Michener, then, and don't forget it. This is between us an'
nobody else. It's only been worked once before, an' this may be the last time it's pulled here.
"When we're through, nobody's goin' to be wise — an' nobody would be wise even if they did find out."
"O.K.," agreed Whitey.
"I don't know who this guy is; and I don't care. We caught him snoopin' around the Green Mill, an' we were put there tonight to nab any snooper! We're gettin' paid for it — leastwise I am -
an' I'm splittin' with you, fifty-fifty. That's enough, ain't it?"
"Suits me, Jake."