Claire picked up the phone in the newsroom and asked the switchboard operator to connect her to the Tindari. She’d found a rare moment of free time on this Saturday before Christmas week. The holiday parties had wound down and people were turning their attention toward home and putting the final touches on their own festive decorations and food preparation.
"Hello Jimmy, this is Claire O"Connor. Is Mr. Glaviano there?"
Jimmy didn"t say anything for a moment although Claire could hear voices in the background.
"I"m Claire O"Connor, the reporter who was there when, ah, you remember, the man was shot outside the club," she explained. Did the bartender not recall her? True, it had been over two weeks ago. The holiday festivities had been in full bloom and the paper had her racing from parti
