McCann whispered: "Can he hear?"
"I think so, but he has no way of telling us."
The gunman knelt beside the bed and took Ricori's hands in his. He said, clearly: "Everything's all right,
boss. We're all on the job."
Not the utterance nor the behavior of a guilty man-but then I had told him Ricori could not answer. I
said to Ricori:
"You're coming through splendidly. You've had a severe shock, and I know the cause. I'd rather you
were this way for a day or so than able to move about. I have a perfectly good medical reason for this.
Don't worry, don't fret, try not to think of anything unpleasant. Let your mind relax. I'm going to give you
a mild hypo. Don't fight it. Let yourself sleep."