“Did he have a girl?”
She nodded. “He went around with a red-head. She’s a singer, and has an apartment on Lancing Avenue, a big chromium and black marble block on the left as you go up.”
“Know her?”
“No, but I’ve heard the other girls talk about her. She’s hard, not my type.”
“Her name?”
“Lois Spence.”
“Okay, maybe she’ll know something.”
“You will be careful?” she said, putting her hand on my knee.
“Sure,” I said. “Now Killeano. Know anything about him?”
“Only that he is important, owns the Casino and is the City Administrator.”