The Last Night Out by Catherine O'Connell

Author:Catherine O'Connell [Catherine O’Connell]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Severn House Publishers
Published: 2018-04-03T16:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-SIX

Ron

They sat on a quiet side street in the shade with the windows rolled down. O’Reilly watched his partner tuck into two Big Macs and a large fries, while he drank some more black coffee. ‘Where do you put all that food, anyway?’ he asked his partner.

‘Man’s gotta eat.’

‘Yeah, I know, but you ever think about leaving some for the rest of the world?’

He took another jolt of brew. It was late afternoon, and to say he was exhausted from the legwork he and Kozlowski had put in since the predawn wakeup would be understatement. After parting company with Ms Delaney that morning, they had hunted down Lyle from The Zone who was none too happy to be rousted from bed in his Boystown apartment. He played box of rocks dumb as they threw questions at him about Angie, rubbing his sleep-encrusted eyes and swearing he didn’t know who she was. Hadn’t seen her in his life. Finally, O’Reilly explained quite succinctly that he and Koz were homicide, not vice, and if Lyle was helpful, vice might never get wind of his extracurricular occupation. Otherwise, well … to put it in football terms, they’d put narco on him like pass rushers on a quarterback.

So Lyle had cooperated. Yes, Angie had come into The Zone around three a.m. to buy a gram. She’d also ordered a drink, but when it came time to pay for the drink and her collateral purchase, she couldn’t find her wallet. Knowing her to be trustworthy, Lyle comped her the drink and fronted her the gram based on her promise to come back the next night.

‘So then she left right away?’ O’Reilly asked.

The rail-thin bartender ran a hand through his thinning hair. ‘Actually, she stopped to talk to someone on her way out. Dark-haired guy. Good-looking. I’d never seen him before. He seemed a little agitated after talking to her.’

‘But they didn’t leave together?’

‘Nah. She left alone. He stayed a while longer.’

‘You’re sure he stayed.’

‘Yah, I’m sure. I said he was good-looking, didn’t I?’ he said, a wistful look creeping behind the sleepy eyes.

After they finished with Lyle, they visited Harvey Wozniak at his rental apartment. He was no stranger to them. They had interviewed him right after the murder. Though he had no alibi for the time period when Angie was killed, the shock on his face when they’d told him about her death had seemed so real O’Reilly hadn’t considered him a person of interest. Until now. After talking with the taxi driver this morning, he’d put Harvey back into the possibility pool. It didn’t take an Einstein to figure out who Angie had been yelling at from the cab.

When they showed up at his apartment unannounced, Harvey had been a bundle of nerves. His hair-covered hands twitched the entire time the two homicide detectives sat on his shabby sofa and interviewed him, their faces impenetrable walls of copness that made him sweat.

‘Why didn’t you tell us you saw Angie the night she was killed?’ O’Reilly asked, his gaze a cocked revolver.

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