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"That you know of," I said.
"Aye," he said. "That I know of. "
I went over and joined Skip and Bobby. Bobby was wearing a gray sweatshirt with the sleeves cut off. Around his neck was a blue plastic whistle on one of those lanyards of plastic braid that boys make at summer camp.
"The actor is feeling his way into the role," Skip said, aiming a thumb at Bobby.
"Oh?"
"I got a call-back on a commercial," Bobby said. "Im a basketball referee, Im with these kids at a playground. They all tower over me, thats part of the point of it. "
"Everybody towers over you," Skip said. "What are they supposed to be selling? Because if its deodorant, you want to wear a different sweatshirt. "
"Its brotherhood," Bobby said.
"Brotherhood?"
"Black kids, white kids, Spanish kids, all united in brotherhood as they drive for the fuckin hoop. Its some public-service thing, show it during slow spots on the Joe Franklin show. "
"You get paid for this?" Skip demanded.
"Oh, shit, yes. I think the agencies donate their time, and the TV stations run it free, but the talent gets paid. "
"The talent," Skip said.
"Le talent, cest moi," Bobby said.
I ordered a drink. Skip and Bobby stayed with what they had. Skip lit a cigarette and the smoke hung in the air. My drink came and I sipped it.
"I thought you were going to make it an early night," Skip said. I said Id been unable to sleep. "Because of tomorrow?"
I shook my head. "Just not tired yet. Restless. "
"I get that way. Hey, actor," he said. "What times your audition?"
"Supposed to be two oclock. "
"Supposed to be?"
"You can get there and sit around a lot. Im supposed to be there at two. "
"You be done in time to give us a hand?"
"Oh, no problem," he said. "These agency cats, they got to catch the five forty-eight to Scarsdale. Couple of pops in the bar car, then find out how Jason and Tracy did in school today. "
"Jason and Tracy are on summer break, dumbbell. "
"So hes got to see the postcard they sent home from camp. They go to this fancy camp in Maine, the postcards are already written by the staff, all they gotta do is sign them. "
My boys would be going to camp in a couple of weeks. One of them had woven me a lanyard like the one Bobby wore. I had it somewhere, packed away in a drawer or something. Or was it still in Syosset? If I were a proper father, I thought, Id wear the damned thing, whistle and all.
Skip was telling Bobby that he needed his beauty sleep.
"Im supposed to look like a jock," Bobby said.
"We dont get you outta here, youre gonna look more like a truss. " He looked at his cigarette, dropped it in what was left of his drink. "I never want to see you do that," he told me. "I never want to see either of you do that. Disgusting habit. "
THE sky was lightening up outside. We walked slowly, not saying much. Bobby bobbed and weaved a ways ahead of us, dribbling an imaginary basketball, faking out an invisible opponent and driving for the hoop. Skip looked at me and shrugged. "What can I tell you?" he said. "The man is my friend. What else is there to say?"
"Youre just jealous," Bobby said. "You got the height but you havent got the moves. A good little man can fake you out of your socks. "
"I wept because I had no shoes," Skip said solemnly, "and then I met a man who had no socks. What the hell was that?"
An explosion echoed half a mile or so to the north of us.
"Kasabians mortar," Bobby said.
"Fucking draft-dodger," Skip said. "You wouldnt know a mortar from a pessary. I dont mean a pessary. What is it a pharmacist uses?"
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"A pestle," Skip said. "You wouldnt know a mortar from a pestle. Thats not what a mortar sounds like. "
"Whatever you say. "
"It sounded like blasting for a foundation," he said. "But its too early, the neighbors would kill anybody started blasting at this hour. Ill tell you, Im glad its done raining. "
"Yeah, we had enough of it, didnt we?"
"I suppose we needed it," he said. "Thats always what they say, isnt it? Every time it rains its ass off, somebody says how we needed it. Because the reservoirs are drying up, or else the farmers need it or something. "
"This is a wonderful conversation," Bobby said. "Youd never get a conversation like this in a less sophisticated city. "
"Fuck you," Skip said. He lit a cigarette and started coughing, got control of the cough and took another puff on the cigarette, this time without a cough. It was like a drink in the morning, I thought. Once you got one to stay down you were all right.
"The airs nice after a storm," Skip said. "I think it cleans it. "
"Washes it," Bobby said.
"Maybe. " He looked around. "I almost hate to say this," he said, "but it ought to be a beautiful day. "
Chapter 15
At six minutes past eight, the phone on Skips desk rang. Billie Keegan had been talking about a girl hed met the previous year on a three-week holiday in the west of Ireland. He stopped his story in midsentence. Skip put his hand on the phone and looked at me, and I reached for the phone that sat on top of the file cabinet. He nodded once, a quick bob of the head, and we lifted the two receivers in unison.
He said, "Yeah. "
A male voice said, "Devoe?"
"Yeah. "
"You have the money?"
"All set. "
"Then get a pencil and write this down. You want to get in your car and drive to-"
"Hold on," Skip said. "First you got to prove you got what you say you got. "
"What do you mean?"
"Read the entries for the first week of June. Thats this June, June of 75. "
There was a pause. Then the voice, taut now, said, "You dont give us orders, man. Were the ones say frog, youre the ones jump. " Skip straightened up a little in his chair, leaned forward. I held up a hand to stop whatever he was about to say.
I said, "We want to confirm were dealing with the right people. We want to buy it as long as we know youve got it to sell. Establish that much and well play out the hand. "
"Youre not Devoe speaking. Who the hell are you?"
"Im a friend of Mr. Devoes. "
"You got a name, friend?"
"Scudder. "
"Scudder. You want us to read something?"
Skip told him again what to read.
"Get back to you," the man said, and broke the connection.
Skip looked over at me, the receiver in his hand. I hung up the one I was holding. He passed his own from hand to hand like a hot potato. I had to tell him to hang up.
"Whyd they do that?" he wanted to know.
"Maybe they had to have a conference," I suggested. "Or get the books so they can read you what you want to hear. "
"And maybe they never had them in the first place. "
"I dont think so. Theyd have tried to stall. "
"Hanging up on somebodys a pretty good way to stall. " He lit a cigarette, shoved the pack back into his shirt pocket. He was wearing a short-sleeved forest-green work shirt with Alvin s Texaco Service embroidered in yellow over the breast pocket. "Why hang up?" he said petulantly.
"Maybe he thought we could trace the call. "
"Could we do that?"
"Its hard even when youve got the cops and the telephone company cooperating on it," I said. "Itd be out of the question for us. But they dont necessarily know that. "
"Catch us tracing calls," John Kasabian put in. "We had our hands full installing the second phone this afternoon. "
They had done that a few hours earlier, running wires from the terminal on the wall and hooking an extension phone borrowed from Kasabians girls apartment into the line so that Skip and I could be on the line at the same time. While Skip and John were doing that, Bobby had been auditioning for
the role of referee in the brotherhood commercial and Billie Keegan had been finding someone to fill in for him behind the stick at Armstrongs. Id used that time to stuff two hundred and fifty dollars into a parish fund box, light a couple of candles, and phone in another meaningless report to Drew Kaplan in Brooklyn. And now we were all five in Miss Kittys back office, waiting for the phone to ring again.
"Sort of a southern accent," Skip said. "You happen to notice?"
"It sounded phony. "
"Think so?"
"When he got angry," I said. "Or pretended to get angry, whatever it was. That bit about jump when he says frog. "
"He wasnt the only one got angry just about then. "
"I noticed. But when he first got angry the accent wasnt there, and when he started with the frog shit he was putting it on thicker than before, trying to sound country. "
He frowned, summoning up the memory. "Youre right," he said shortly.
"Was it the same guy you talked to before?"
"I dont know. His voice sounded phony before, but it wasnt the same as I was hearing tonight. Maybe hes a man of a thousand voices, all of them unconvincing. "
"Guy could do voiceovers," Bobby suggested, "in fucking brotherhood commercials. "
The phone rang again.
This time we made less of a thing out of synchronizing our answering, since Id already made my presence known. When I had the receiver to my ear, Skip said, "Yeah?" and the voice Id heard before asked what he was supposed to read. Skip told him and the voice began reading ledger entries. Skip had the fake set of books open on his desk and followed along on the page.
After half a minute the reader stopped and asked if we were satisfied. Skip looked as though he wanted to take exception to the word. Instead he shrugged and nodded, and I spoke up to say we were assured we were dealing with the right people.
"Then heres what you do," he said, and we both took up pencils and wrote down the directions.
"TWO cars," Skip was saying. "All they know is me and Matt are coming, so the two of usll go in my car. John, you take Billie and Bobby. What do you think, Matt, theyll follow us?"
I shook my head. "Somebody may be watching us leave here," I said. "John, why dont you three go ahead now. Your cars handy?"
"Im parked two blocks from here. "
"The three of you can drive out there now. Bobby, you and Bill walk on ahead and wait at the car. Id just as soon you all didnt walk out together, just in case somebodys keeping an eye on the front door. You two wait ahead, and John, give them two, three minutes, and then meet them at the car. "
"And then drive out to- where is it, Emmons Avenue?"
"In Sheepshead Bay. You know where that is?"
"Vaguely. I know its the ass end of Brooklyn. Ive gone out on fishing boats there, but somebody else drove and I didnt pay too much attention. "
"You can take the Belt, the Shore Parkway. "