Chapter 25
Final Preparations
“HEY, BOYS, DIDN’T realize you became a moving company. What are all these boxes?” Officer John Singleton asked.
Four of the Velvet Caps glanced at each other and shrugged. One offered, “Not for us to say. We do as we’re told.”
“I think I’ll take a peek to satisfy my curiosity,” the officer replied.
Sean O’Malley noted the exchange from the window of the newest Devlin distillery being built in a vacant apartment, and ran into the street to take control of the conversation. “Officer Singleton, whatever is the problem?”
“No problem. I’m asking about all of these boxes. Your men don’t appear to understand what’s happening with them.”
“Ah, Officer Singleton. Such is the plight of the Irish. We never understand the why’s, all we need is the what’s and the wh
