Killers by Howie Carr

Author:Howie Carr
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781466805194
Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates

19

DONUTS’ DETOUR

The way he jumped, you’d have thought Jack Reilly thought I was going to cap him.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he yelled. “What the fuck are you doing, hiding like that?”

“You oughta lock up your car, Jack. This is the city. Lotta criminals lurking around here, from what I hear on the news. Didn’t they teach you that in the academy?”

Reilly was still breathing heavily. I think he was more embarrassed than anything else. For not locking the car, maybe, or for freaking out, which was only natural, considering how I’d surprised him, in the dark.

“What do you want?” he finally said. There was exasperation in his voice. “Last time I saw you, you told me to fuck off.”

“That was then, this is now. Listen, can we go somewhere and talk? You’re a Foley’s guy, right?”

“How come you didn’t just call me?”

“I don’t like phones, Jack.”

“We could have just met somewhere.”

I shook my head. “I’m not a big meetings guy. Especially lately.” I paused. “Mind if I come around and sit in the front seat?”

Reilly was looking intently out the windshield, towards the front door of Anthony’s.

“Jack, are you waiting for somebody to come out?”

“Yeah, I am.” He looked up into the rearview mirror. “Come on around, I think we’re going for a ride here in a minute or two.”

“A ride, huh? I like taking rides. Who we gonna go see?”

I opened the back door and came around the back of the car and jumped in the front seat. I extended my hand and Jack Reilly took it. He seemed a lot calmer now.

“You know a senator named Donuts Donahue?” he asked me. “I wanna see where he’s going from here.”

I’d been in the backseat for about forty-five minutes, inhaling the musty old-car smell, cheap cigars and mothballs and stale beer. That afternoon I’d had one of my younger guys stake out Reilly’s house in the South End, and he’d tailed him over here to Anthony’s and sat on him until I could drive over myself.

It’s good to run into people, if you know what I mean. If you catch somebody off guard, you may find out whether or not he can stand up under pressure. If I’m going to be running with a guy, I like to know how he deals with a wild card turning up, especially a faceup wild card like me. Some guys, you can’t peel them off the ceiling for hours. Others get pissed, I mean really pissed. Jack Reilly, though, was taking it pretty good. My guess was he’d been surprised more than a few times and it didn’t take him long to figure out that on a scale of one to ten, this was about a minus-three in the danger department.

I said, “This guy Donuts, does he have something to do with what we were talking about the other day?”

He looked over at me and smiled. “Who wants to know?”

“C’mon, Jack, you can trust me. I’m not like the others.”

He ignored that. “Look, they’re going to be coming out soon.

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