The ShockCesare took up his cup, flinging the cold tea into Mr. Bower’s face, who sputtered awake.
“This man,” Cesare said, “has confessed to consorting with Frank Pagliacci. Yet he has also worked for you, has he not?”
Mr. Bower worked with Frank Pagliacci? He’d been helping the Red Dog Gang? “I — I’ve gotten cases from him for a year now. And … he — he … I hired him once, yes.”
“To do what?”
I’d hired Mr. Bower to gain information on Jack Diamond’s whereabouts during David Bryce’s abduction and rescue. I didn’t think Cesare would appreciate me having done so. “That’s confidential, sir. All my cases are.”
Mr. Bower gave me a sharp, pleading look.
He’d only ever gotten involved with going into Diamond quadrant because I sent him there — or had he? “How — where — did you catch him?”
