Stanger said thoughtfully, “I’m not going to fault those two, not for one minute, McGee. Janice is a hell of a lot of woman. Two sorry marriages, and they weren’t the ones who made the marriages sorry. Jesus! It’s a lot better than if he got involved with the kid sister.”
“Who happens to be in love with him.”
“Think so?”
“Sure of it.”
“Then, Janice could be a kind of escape valve. Well, Tom Pike would step slow and careful, and if we hadn’t… you hadn’t added it up, I’ll bet a dime nobody would have ever found out about it. I’d say one thing, if it isn’t like you say physical, it must be a pretty good strain on them. That Janice is more than something ready. It’s going to get physical, friend. What have we got? Some damn whisperer trying to make trouble for people.”
“Al, out of the whole town, who would you pick as the whisperer? Not by any process of logic. Just by hunch.”
“I guess the one I told you about. Dave Broon.”
“On somebody’s orders?”
“Or playing a personal angle. Turk puts him on a case, he’s cute. He’s got good moves. He comes up with things. And he’s lucky. That’s a help in cop work. But he doesn’t give a goddamn about whether anything is right or wrong, anybody is legal or illegal. It isn’t his business to find new work for the sheriff. If he spotted the mayor’s wife shoplifting, he’d follow her home and invite himself in for a drink and a little chat. That kind.”
“Could he have found out about that note without you knowing he found out about it?”
“Oh, hell yes. Far as I know he might have the leverage on somebody so that he gets a dupe of every photocopy of any evidence they run through our shop. This whole city and county is a big piece of truck garden to Dave Broon. He goes around plowing and planting and fertilizing, and harvesting everything ripe.”
“How is he with bugs?”
“Not an expert but maybe better than average. He has good contacts. If it was something tricky, he’d bring in one of the experts from Miami. He can afford it.”
“So we could be bugged?”
“It’s possible,” he said. “But not likely.”
“He isn’t too bright, Stanger. Not bright enough to be alarming.”
“Dave alarms me, friend.”
I showed him the toilet kit and the toothbrush, and the two twenties under the soap dish, and explained the situation. At first it bothered Stanger that if Broon was reasonably sure he had not left any traces, why should he advertise by taking the money? I finally made him see that taking it was the lesser of the two risks, because if I did have some way of learning that my room had been gone over carefully, finding the money untouched would alert me that it was not just petty theft.
“Broon has a family?”
“Never has. Lives alone. Lives pretty good. Recently moved to a penthouse apartment on a new high-rise out by Lake Azure. Usually got some broad living there with him. Big convertible, speedboat, big wardrobe. But on the job he dresses cheap and drives a crummy car. I’ve worked with him sometimes. He has a way of making the suspect choke up and then get in a big hurry to tell all.”
“Description?”
“Five seven, maybe a hundred and forty pounds. Knocking fifty but does a good job of looking thirty-five. Blond, and I think it’s a dye job and a hairpiece. Keeps himself in good shape. Works out a lot. Manicures, massages, sunlamp in the winter. Either his teeth are capped or it’s a hell of a good set of plates. Gets good mileage out of the accents he uses. All the way from British to redneck. He’s in so solid with the party, he just about sets his own work week, and there’s not a damned thing Amos Turk can do about it. Couple of years ago one of Turk’s big deputies took a dislike to the way Dave was goofing off and making him do the work. Dave was giving away fifty pounds, better than six inches in height and reach, and at least twenty years. They went out into the parking lot. I guess it took six minutes. Didn’t even muss up Dave’s hair. Then they picked the deputy up and put him in a county car and took him over to the hospital. He never has looked exactly the same and he calls Dave by the name of Mr. Broon, sir. Just say he’s tough and he’s careful and he’s smart enough. The odd job he’s best at is if somebody needs a little extra leverage to use on somebody else. Then they get hold of Dave Broon and tell him to see what he can come up with. And it’s a rare human person there isn’t something about that you can put to use, if you know what it is.”