I'll Get You for This

by James Hadley Chase

I got in. “Want me to pay you now?” I asked.

“I got the boat, your heep and a grand, haven’t I?” he said. “What more do I want? Except maybe I’d like to horn in on this.”

I shook my head. “Not yet, anyway,” I said.

He shrugged. I could see he was disappointed.

“Oh well,” he said.

I had an idea. “Know any newspaper men around town?”

“Sure. There’s Jed Davis of the Morni ng Star. He’s often around. We go fishing together.”

“Get me some dirt on Killeano. Ask Davis. Dig deep. A guy like Killeano must have plenty of dirt in his life. I want all I can get.”

His face brightened. “I’ll get it,” he said.

“And there’s a cat-house somewhere on the waterfront, want to know who owns it. Speratza of the Casino has access to it. I’d like to tie him in closer than that if I can.”