Chapter NineteenTommy Morgan was angry. The Beard had returned to the table in the lounge bar of the Mole with Two Heads after taking a telephone call with news that pushed the Irishman close to the limits of his self-control.
Across the room Howard Greenfield tried, through the smoke and dimmed lighting, to make out what was going on. Unfortunately, because of his earlier encounter, he had to sit as far away as possible. The last thing he needed was a wave and a smile from the man he was about to murder. He could see that Morgan had become very agitated, but there was no chance over the noisy buzz of conversation in the crowded room, the over-loud piped music and the incessant chiming of the gaming machines of picking up any trace of what was being said.
In fact, the Beard was trying de
