“And El Bizco?”
Vidal turned ashen white.
“Don’t mention El Bizco to me,” he said.
“Why?”
“No, no. I’m horribly afraid of him. Don’t you know what happened?”
“What?”
“Dolores La Escandalosa was killed.”
“I didn’t know a thing.”
“Yes. The old woman was slain in a house called The Confessional, over toward Aravaca. And do you know who murdered her?”
“El Bizco?”