Enough! (A Travesty And Ordo)
““Did you see Al Bray’s face?” he demanded, and answered his own question by laughing out loud and slapping his gloved palm against the steering wheel.
I had in fact seen Al Bray’s face, and he’d looked as though a movie marquee had fallen on him. He didn’t say anything to me, but he kept looking in my direction like a Flat Earther faced with an astronaut. I, on the other hand, had sense enough to remain modest and to fade into the background after I’d done my little turn.
There was no point preening; any man who intends to rub a cop’s nose in it had better be on safer ground than I was.
Anyway, March’s breakdown and confession had essentially finished that job, so Staples soon took me away, leaving Bray to care for the details. Morgue and technical people were just arriving as we reached the sidewalk, and while Staples had a word or two with them I scanned the block for Edgarson. He was nowhere to be seen; had the presence of the police scared him off?
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