"I'm his attorney. How about I join you?" The cop shook his head in agreement with Jameson's suggestion. He left his card with Marcus to pay their bill, along with Angelica and Angela. Jimmy, Ms. Paula, Jameson, and Carey The Cop walked outside and stood on the sidewalk away from the crowds but still within sight of the pub.
Carey lit a cigarette but was careful to stay downwind, "Look, I should not tell y'all this. But, if I'm right about who you are and correct about my theory, I might have information for you. You have to promise not to tell anyone I said anything; when we're done, you should have enough information that you won't need me anyhow." The group felt Carey was more vague than cryptic, but his sudden questions worried them. Jameson didn't even know if they were the right peo
