The newsroom was quiet when Claire arrived at work Friday morning. Dudley saw her arrive and waved her into his office.
After they exchanged small talk about how their Christmas holidays went, he asked, "You took a gander at the background information on Caruso?"
"Yes, sir."
"You found an angle to talk to the widow?" he asked around the ever-present and rarely lit cigar dangling from the side of his mouth.
Claire took a deep breath. "He, Mr. Caruso, moved to Kansas City from Chicago shortly after he married. They have a large family, seven children in all. That I learned from an article about his daughter"s wedding and from the obituary of one of his sons, Mario."
"How"d the son die?"
"He was murdered—shot in what the Chicago police claimed was a gangland dispute."
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