Chapter 5
For two minutes Murdoch said absolutely nothing. He just made a clairvoyant decision. Get out of there with Julia, Harry and Anna's life locked up. Even if I had to die in that room. That's why he had his hand in his coat pocket squeezing his gun tightly.
-Where is Miss Fulford?
-I don't know.
-He's lying.
-No -the policeman added, shaking his head-. We were wrong.
-Why did you think she was still alive?
Again William decided to shut his mouth as the only answer.
-I don't think you understand... he's not in a position...
-We found in your journal this address. I thought your man got the wrong victim.
-My man...?
-Rhodes.
-I don't know who you're talking about.
-He's lying.
-You will see... I don't really care much about Miss Fulford's life. Stop looking for her.
-My son...
-I want to make a deal with you.
At that moment the detective's brain understood the mobster's intentions. That's why they hadn't taken care of him yet. It was more alive for them.
-This time without lies. I don't want the same thing to happen to me as my father.
-Speak...
-Work for me. It'll be very simple. I ask you for certain favors at specific times. You obey without uncomfortable questions.
-What if I refuse?
-You have a nice wife.
At that instant William slapped at Falcone pushing the wall. Then the mobster's underling hammered his gun.
-Hold it -His boss ordered him to sketch a grotesque smile-. He won't kill me.
-Yes...
-Sit down. It's so simple.
For a few seconds William remained in the same position. His rational brain kept sending him conflicting orders.
-That son of yours is also a good piece.
With the mute countenance Murdoch sat down again trying to reschedule his next steps.
-On one condition.
-Speak.
-Neither Julia nor Harry will be watched by their men. With total freedom of movement. If I accept, you must trust me to do my part of the deal. No tricks.
For a minute Falcone weighed his decision. It wouldn't be hard to find out if the cop became dangerous in the near-term future. He had his own methods of discovering any anomaly.
-All right.
-It's okay. Now let me go back to my son.