He wants information from me. . . . Yeah? What does he look like? . . . Okey, thanks." He dropped the phone and took his pipe out of his mouth and tamped8 the tobacco with the brass9 cap of a heavy pencil. He did it carefully and solemnly, as if that was as important as anything he would have to do that day. He leaned back and stared at me some more. "What you want?" "An idea of what progress you're making, if any." He thought that over. "Regan?" he asked finally. "Sure." "Know him?" "I never saw him. I hear he's a good-looking Irishman in his late thirties, that he was once in the liquor racket, that he married General Sternwood's older daughter and that they didn't click. I'm told he disappeared about a month back." "Sternwood oughta think himself lucky instead of hiring private talent to beat around in the tall grass." "The General took a big fancy to him. Such things happen. The old man is crippled and lonely. Regan used to sit around with him and keep him company." "What you think you can do that we can't do?" "Nothing at all, in so far as finding Regan goes. But there's a rather mysterious blackmail10 angle. I want to make sure Regan isn't involved. Knowing where he is or isn't might help." "Brother, I'd like to help you, but I don't know where he is. He pulled down the curtain and that's that." "Pretty hard to do against your organization, isn't it, Captain?" "Yeah--but it can be done--for a while." He touched a bell button on the side of his desk. A middle-aged11 woman put her head in at a side door. "Get me the file on Terence Regan, Abba." The door closed. Captain Gregory and I looked at each other in some more heavy silence. The door opened again and the woman put a tabbed green file on his desk. Captain Gregory nodded her out, put a pair of heavy horn-rimmed glasses on his veined nose and turned the papers in the file over slowly. I rolled a cigarette around in my fingers. "He blew on the 16th of September," he said. "The only thing important about that is it was the chauffeur's day off and nobody saw Regan take his car out. It was late afternoon, though. We found the car four days later in a garage belonging to a ritzy bungalow12 court place near the Sunset Towers. A garage man reported it to the stolen car detail, said it didn't belong there. The place is called the Casa de Oro. There's an angle to that I'll tell you about in a minute. We couldn't find out anything about who put the car in there. We print the car but don't find any prints that are on file anywhere. The car in that garage don't jibe13 with foul14 play, although there's a reason to suspect foul play. It jibes15 with something else I'll tell you about in a minute." I said: "That jibes with Eddie Mars' wife being on the missing list." He looked annoyed. "Yeah. We investigate the tenants16 and find she's living there. Left about the time Regan did, within two days anyway. A guy who sounds a bit like Regan had been seen with her, but we don't get a positive identification. It's goddamned funny in this police racket how an old woman can look out of a window and see a guy running and pick him out of a line-up six months later, but we can show hotel help a clear photo and they just can't be sure." "That's one of the qualifications for good hotel help," I said. "Yeah. Eddie Mars and his wife didn't live together, but they were friendly, Eddie says. Here's some of the possibilities. First off Regan carried fifteen grand, packed it in his clothes all the time. Real money, they tell me. Not just a top card and a bunch of hay. That's a lot of jack17 but this Regan might be the boy to have it around so he could take it out and look at it when somebody was looking at him. Then again maybe he wouldn't give adamn. His wife says he never made a nickel off of old man Sternwood except room and board and a Packard 120 his wife gave him. Tie that for an ex-legger in the rich gravy18." "It beats me," I said. "Well, here we are with a guy who ducks out and has fifteen grand in his pants and folks know it. Well, that's money. I might duck out myself, if I had fifteen grand, and me with two kids in high school. So the first thought is somebody rolls him for it and rolls him too hard, so they have to take him out in the desert and plant him among the cactuses. But I don't like that too well. Regan carried a gat and had plenty of experience using it, and not just in a greasy-faced liquor mob. I understand he commanded a whole brigade in the Irish troubles back in 1922 or whenever it was. A guy like that wouldn't be white meat to a heister. Then, his car being in that garage makes whoever rolled him know he was sweet on Eddie Mars' wife, which he was, I guess, but it ain't something every poolroom bum19 would know." "Got a photo?" I asked. "Him, not her. That's funny too. There's a lot of funny angles to this case. Here." He pushed a shiny print across the desk and I looked at an Irish face that was more sad than merry and more reserved than brash. Not the face of a tough guy and not the face of a man who could be pushed around much by anybody. Straight dark brows with strong bone under them. A forehead wide rather than high, a mat of dark clustering hair, a thin short nose, a wide mouth. A chin that had strong lines but was small for the mouth. A face that looked a little taut20, the face of a man who would move fast and play for keeps. I passed the print back. I would know that face, if I saw it. Captain Gregory knocked his pipe out and refilled it and tamped the tobacco down with his thumb. He lit it, blew smoke and began to talk again. "Well, there could be people who would know he was sweet on Eddie Mars' frau. Besides Eddie himself. For a wonder he knew it. But he don't seem to give a damn. We checked him pretty thoroughly21 around that time. Of course Eddie wouldn't have knocked him off out of jealousy22. The set-up would point to him too obvious." "It depends how smart he is," I said. "He might try the double bluff23." Captain Gregory shook his head. "If he's smart enough to get by in his racket, he's too smart for that. I get your idea. He pulls the dumb play because he thinks we wouldn't expect him to pull the dumb play. From a police angle that's wrong. Because he'd have us in his hair so much it would interfere24 with his business. You might think a dumb play would be smart. I might think so. The rank and file wouldn't. They'd make his life miserable25. I've ruled it out. If I'm wrong, you can prove it on me and I'll eat my chair cushion. Till then I'm leaving Eddie in the clear. Jealousy is a bad motive26 for his type. Top-flight racketeers have business brains. They learn to do things that are good policy and let their personal feelings take care of themselves. I'm leaving that out." "What are you leaving in?" "The dame27 and Regan himself. Nobody else. She was a blonde then, but she won't be now. We don't find her car, so they probably left in it. They had a long start on us--fourteen days. Except for that car of Regan's I don't figure we'd have got the case at all. Of course I'm used to them that way, especially in good-class families. And of course everything I've done has had to be under the hat." He leaned back and thumped28 the arms of his chair with the heels of his large heavy hands. "I don't see nothing to do but wait," he said. "We've got readers out, but it's too soon to look for results. Regan had fifteen grand we know of. The girl had some, maybe a lot in rocks. But they'll run out of dough29 some day. Regan will cash a check, drop a marker, write a letter. They're in a strange town and they've got new names, but they've got the same old appetites. They got to get back in the fiscal30 system." "What did the girl do before she married Eddie Mars?""Torcher." "Can't you get any old professional photos?" "No. Eddie must of had some, but he won't loosen up. He wants her let alone. I can't make him. He's got friends in town, or he wouldn't be what he is." He grunted. "Any of this do you any good?" I said: "You'll never find either of them. The Pacific Ocean is too close." "What I said about my chair cushion still goes. We'll find him. It may take time. It could take a year or two." "General Sternwood may not live that long," I said. "We've done all we could, brother. If he wants to put out a reward and spend some money, we might get results. The city don't give me the kind of money it takes." His large eyes peered at me and his scratchy eyebrows31 moved. "You serious about thinking Eddie put them both down?" I laughed. "No. I was just kidding. I think what you think, Captain. That Regan ran away with a woman who meant more to him than a rich wife he didn't get along with. Besides, she isn't rich yet." "You met her, I suppose?" "Yes. She'd make a jazzy week-end, but she'd be wearing for a steady diet." He grunted and I thanked him for his time and information and left. A gray Plymouth sedan tailed me away from the City Hall. I gave it a chance to catch up with me on a quiet street. It refused the offer, so I shook it off and went about my business.
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