“You say she called you? This Seetha?”
“Last month. Said she had information for me. Then hung up just as fast.”
Ralphie nodded. “And Captain Frisano told you how to find her?”
Jimmy nodded. Felt a knob of emotion hearing Frisano’s name, the same as when he’d seen his photograph on the front page of the paper at Ralphie’s place. “Trying to help. His way.”
Ralphie pursed his lips, silence filling the space between them.
“Something not to your liking, Ralphie?”
“So the cops, for them this is a closed case.”
“Rashad Assan was the deli killer. The cops stopped him.”
“Frisano killed him.”
“You have the headline on your wall.”
“Where do you keep that front page, Jimmy?”
Jimmy turned his head, checking out the approaching station. Thankfully it was the one they wanted and he was saved
