“Were you acquainted with him?” Nick inquired.
“Yes, slightly.”
“How long has he been in Washington?”
“About three years,” said Fallon. “You were here about a month ago, by the way, on that government case against several foreign spies. I heard of it after you left. I was sorry not to have seen you.”
“I was here only a couple of days with two of my assistants,” Nick replied. “We were fortunate in speedily rounding up the miscreants, barring one.”
“You refer to Andy Margate, I suppose.”
“Yes. The net still is spread for him, however, and the[{4}] others now are doing time. Margate was not one of the spies. With the help of two local crooks, he turned a trick on the foreigners that proved to be much to my advantage.”
“You refer to Larry Trent and Tom Carney?”
“Yes.”
“Both are bad eggs,” said Fallon. “I have known them from ’way back. Trent is the worse of the two, for he is better educated and came from decent people.”