Nothing is Random
Raff’s car had come up clean, not surprising, but Frankie had hoped for something. Anything.
“What do we do now?” he asked Mrozinski.
Mrozinski plopped his feet up on the desk. “I don’t know, Donovan. I wish I did.”
“They’re going to be coming for more girls,” Frankie said.
“Why do you say that?”
“Because I have it on good authority that someone made sure of it. The other girls are freed.”
“Jesus Christ! Don’t tell me s**t like that. Is that how you knew Nicky didn’t kill Smiles, because he was in California killing other people?”
“I never mentioned Nicky’s name, and I sure as hell didn’t mention anything about killing. All I said is that I had it on good authority that the girls had been freed. Take what you will from that.”
Mrozinski said, “All right. I’m not h
