“He"s back in Australia,” Mulrooney answered.
“Oh my God! You knew about Sam, and yet you let me grovel through true confessions like that? You"re a sadist! I hope you enjoyed yourself, Detective.” Lauren jumped up and stormed toward the door.
“Mrs. Connolly,” he called after her, “it"s my job to know, and it was wise of you to tell me. This sadist has enough sense to believe you"re telling the truth.” Lauren abruptly turned around.
Mulrooney pulled a photo from his file. “Samuel Bennett. Owned Jazzin" Night Club in downtown Long Beach until it was destroyed by fire. Suspected arson, but perhaps it was a result of organized crime if Sam"s claims of being squeezed to pay mob protection were true. Fortunately, and coincidentally, his club was heavily insured. He returned to his native Aus
