Fenian Street by Anne Emery

Author:Anne Emery
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ECW Press
Published: 2022-09-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter XV

At the end of September, there was a flicker of light in the darkness around Shay Rynne. Two flickers, actually. The first light moment came when Shay noticed DS McCreevy with a puss on him, and it wasn’t Shay who had put him in foul humour this time. A couple of guards arrived at Store Street near the end of the day shift. They had come from Counties Longford and Leitrim, searching for a suspect in a series of car thefts in their part of the country. They introduced themselves to a few of the fellas in the station, and then the Longford man called out. “Larracy! How are you keeping?”

“Grand, Mulvey, grand,” McCreevy replied, and he took a great interest in the papers he was holding. He gave a distracted wave and disappeared into one of the interview rooms. A man with important business, not to be interrupted.

The two visiting guards exchanged a glance, and the one from Longford rolled his eyes. Then he asked the others, “Where do you drink?”

“Reade’s” came the answer. “See you there in half an hour or so?”

Shay joined the group heading over to the pub and was soon seated with a pint in his hand, listening to tales of what passed for crime in the counties of Leitrim and Longford. Not a patch on the crime the Dublin lads had to deal with, but he made the appropriate comments at the appropriate times. What he really wanted to hear was how the Longford man, Mulvey, knew DS McCreevy, and why McCreevy had turned away. When the others at the table were deep in conversation, Shay said to Mulvey, “I guess you know McCreevy, right? He didn’t linger for a long chat, I noticed.”

“I hardly know the man,” Mulvey said. “I started at the station not long before he left.”

“Left Longford, you mean? I didn’t know he was a guard there before Dublin,” Shay prodded.

“He was.”

“So you didn’t know him well. But you might have expected a warm welcome, if you both worked in the same station.”

“Larracy McCreevy doesn’t have the reputation of a man of warm welcomes!”

Shay pointed at Mulvey’s glass. “Get you another?”

“I wouldn’t turn it down.”

So Shay got up and ordered them both another pint. When he returned to the table, he returned to the subject of the crabby detective sergeant. “I don’t find him that warm a man, myself. I wonder why he’s like that, do you know?”

Mulvey shrugged. “As I say, I didn’t know him well. But Garda Glennon had a run-in with him. She’s no fan, I can tell you.”

“Glennon?”

“Nora Glennon. A ban garda in our station. She’s on the car theft investigation, too, but she’s not in Dublin today. Coming sometime in the next couple of weeks, as far as I know.”

A run-in with McCreevy. What had he done? How could he meet Ban Garda Glennon? “Will she be coming to Store Street?”

“I think so. Our suspect had been sighted here in Dublin, on the docks.”

It was time to turn to more pleasant topics, like crime.

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