"No, but hellip;"
"For all I know hellip;"
"But you can't automatically figure he's a hairbag."
"I don't know what he is. Ido know he's not gonna care as much about Eileen asI care about her."
"Maybe that's the problem," Hawes said.
"Does he wear a wristwatch?" Brown asked.
"Yes," Marie said.
"Would you know what kind?"
"One of those digital things. Black with a black band. A Seiko, I think. I'm not sure."
"Any other jewelry?"
"A ring. He wears it on his right pinky. A little gold ring with a red stone. I don't think it's a ruby, but it looks like one."
"Is he right-handed or left-handed?"
"I don't know."
"What do you mean?" Kling said.
"I mean, why don't you leave it to them?" Hawes said.
Kling looked at him.
"They're experienced cops, all of them. If Homicide or the Seven-Two hasn't put an army out there, it's maybe 'cause they think they'll spook him."
"I don't see how two more guys is gonna make anarmy ," Kling said.
"These guys can smell traps," Hawes said, "they're like animals in the jungle. Anyway, they'll be carrying walkie-talkies, won't they? Annie, Shanahan? Maybe even Eileen. There'll be rmp's cruising the Zone, they're not gonna be alone out there. Any one of 'em calls in a 10-13 hellip;"
"I don't want her getting cut again," Kling said.
"You thinkshe wants to get cut again?" Hawes said.
"Tell me what happened before you left the house today," Brown said. "Was he behaving differently in any way?"
"Same as always," Marie said.
"Did he get along okay with your husband?"
"Yes. Well, he wants to be a magician, you see. He studies all the tricks the famous magicians did mdash;Dai Vernon, Blackstone, Audley Walsh, Tommy Windsor, Houdini, Ballantine mdash;all of them. He keeps up with all the new people, too, tries to dope out their tricks. And my husband is hellip;"
Her face almost broke.
"My husband hellip; was hellip; very patient with him. Always willing to explain a sleight, or a pocket trick, or a stage illusion hellip; helping him with his patter hellip; taking the time to hellip; to hellip; show him and hellip; and guide him. I don't know how he could've done something like this. I'll tell you the truth, Detective Brown, I'm willing to give you anything you need to find Jimmy, but I can't believe he did this."
"Well,we don't know that for sure, either," Brown said.
"That's just what I mean," Marie said. "I just pray to God something hasn't happened tohim , too. I just hope somebody hasn't hellip; hasn't killed themboth ."
"How doyou get along with him?" Brown asked.
"Jimmy? I think of him as a brother."
"No friction, huh? I mean, the three of you living in the same house?"
"None whatever."
"So what does that mean?" Kling asked. "You won't go with me?"
"I don't thinkyou should go, either," Hawes said.
"Well, I'm going."
"She knows her job," Hawes said flatly. "And so does Annie."
"Shedidn't know her job when that son of a bitch hellip;"
Kling caught himself. He took a deep breath.
"Take it easy," Hawes said.
"I'm going out there tonight," Kling said. "With you or without you."
"Take it easy," Hawes said again.
Brown walked over.
"Here's the way I figure it," he said to Hawes. "You caught the Missing P, I caught the pieces. Turns out it's the same case. I figure maybe Genero ought to go back to cruising, find all that trouble in the streets the loot's worried about. You and me can team up on this one, how does that sound to you?"
"Sounds good," Hawes said.
"I'll go tell Genero," Brown said, and walked off.
"You okay?" Hawes asked Kling.
"I'm fine," Kling said.
But he walked off, too.
The precinct map was spread out on the long table in the Interrogation Room. Meyer and Carella were hunched over the map. They had already asked Sergeant Murchison to run a check on any circuses or carnivals that happened to be in town. They did not think there'd be any at this time of year. In the meantime, they were trying to figure out where the midgets would hit next.
"Midgets," Meyer said, shaking his head. "You ever bust a midget?"