“Killed while resisting arrest?” Flaggerty said, raising his eyebrows.
“That’s it,” Killeano said. “You’d better do it quick. This guy’s a tricky customer.”
“I’ll say I am,” I said, winking at Bat.
“With him out of the way, we can concentrate on finding the girl. She can’t get away,” Killeano went on.
“It wouldn’t be a bad idea to get rid of both of them,” Flaggerty said.
Killeano shook his head. “We’ve got to put on a show,” he pointed out. “We’ll fix her so she won’t talk when it comes to the trial. Girls are easy.” He looked across at Bat, who leered at him. “Could you handle her?”
“I could sort of try,” Bat said, showing his teeth.
Killeano got up. “Get rid of him,” he said to Flaggerty.
“So long, Fatso,” I said. “Don’t think you’re safe. You’re not. It’ll catch up with you in the end.”
He took no notice and went out, closing the door sharply behind him.