CHAPTER NINETurning down Second Avenue, Ash remembered that he hadn’t eaten any dinner. Tonight he wanted a quiet spot where he could consider what he’d just learned from Marnat. That meant Johnny Costigan’s.
Mara could find a taxi after tonight’s performance. He hadn’t remembered to phone her. No matter. She always arranged for Rosie to leave a cold supper in the kitchen when he didn’t call, or she would go to Sardi’s with some of her actor friends.
He drove west on Fifty-fifth to Third Avenue, where he found a parking space across from Costigan’s.
There was no lurking doorman smoking a furtive cigarette and no windows facing the avenue. No striped canopy from curb to entrance. Only a neat silver sign on the door with one engraved word: COSTIGAN’S.
He’d voted on all these items when J
