Greeley nodded. "I suppose they used to knock 'em off," he said. "They knew too much... hey?"
"That's it," said Foden. "But I got out and I'm still here and I know more than the whole lot of 'em put together." He took the photograph back from Greeley; returned it to his pocket. "And if I get away with this," he said. "If I can fix things through your sister so that I get what I want, you needn't worry. I'll look after you all right."
Greeley picked up his glass. He said: "Well, here's to it."
They put the two empty glasses back on the table.
Foden said: "You could stand one more, couldn't you?"
"You'd be surprised," said Greeley. "I've never had enough whisky in my life."
Foden said: "All right. We'll have one for the road." He went to the bar.
Greeley looked at his back. He said to
