He smiled, knowing something would come to him.
Chapter 41
Back at Stone’s office, Jacksaid, “I think I know who the caller is.”
“I thought you said you didn’t recognize the voice,” Dino said.
“You’re right. I did say that, and I still don’t recognize it. I’m talking more in a general sense.”
“Go on,” Stone said.
“I believe it’s either someone in Eduardo Buono’s crew from the JFK heist, or someone connected to them.”
Stone said, “Because of the ‘you have something of ours’ thing?”
Jack nodded. “They likely believe Eduardo’s share should be theirs. Since it’s rumored that he gave it to Johnny Fratelli, and they’ve figured out he’s me, I’m the target.”
“A rumor that’s true,” Dino pointed out.
“How large was the heist team?” Stone asked.
“Eduardo told me seven people, including himself,” Jack said.
“Was it an old crew? Young?”
“Eduardo was in his late fifties at the time. I had theimpression the others were at least a decade younger than him, probably more.”
“Figure early twenties to mid-forties when the job happened, then,” Stone said.
“That sounds right.”
“Which means they’d be between fifty and approaching eighty now. I wonder how many of them are still alive.”
“Aliveandpossessing enough resources to intimidate you by harming your family and friends,” Dino added.
“Do you know who was on the crew?” Stone asked.
Jack thought for a moment, then shrugged. “I’m sure Eduardo told me who they were, but no names are coming to mind right now.”
“They’ll be in the case file,” Dino said. “I’ll check and let you know.”
“Did you ever meet any of them?” Stone asked.
“Not knowingly,” Jack said. “And they’re lucky I didn’t. I would have killed them for turning on Eduardo to save their own skins.”
“Metaphorically speaking,” Stone said, with a head tilt toward Dino.
“Of course,” Jack said.
“What?” Dino said. “I didn’t hear anything.”
Fred was sitting up inhis hospital bed, with Helene in a chair beside him, when Stone entered the room.
“Mr. Barrington,” Fred said. “My apologies for missing work this morning. Rest assured, I’ll be there tomorrow.”
“You most certainly will not,” Helene declared.
“My love, another night’s sleep and I’ll be good to—”
