Reno nodded. “Correct.”
“What’s his explanation?”
“His daughter Lydia came to me and told me that Moose just found out about what happened that night and that it was me who was responsible, not Billy Stallini’s gang like he thought, and that he was coming for me. But Moose denies it.”
“Moose also denies that Lydia’s dead,” Sal said, “when you said you saw her in that Jeep, Reno.”
Reno was flustered. “I thought it was her. It looked like her. Why would I think it was somebody else when I tracked her there?”
“She could have put that tracking device on another individual,” said Mick. “It’s not person-sensitive. It’s movement-sensitive.”
“Correct,” said Tommy.
“And I know that. But why would I think she’d remove it when there was no way she knew I attached that device to her?”
“Unless somebody else saw you do it,” said Tommy.
And as soon as Tommy said it, Trina realized it. “Jimmy was at that bar with his friends.”
“How do you know that?” Reno asked her.
“He told me. And he told me something else too.” They all were looking at Trina. “He told me that it was one of his friends that spotted you with that woman down at that bar.”
“Somebody go get Jimmy,” Reno said.
“I’ll go,” Tommy said as he got up and left the dining hall.
Reno placed his hand on Trina’s hand and squeezed it. When she looked at him, she could see the appreciation for her he had in his eyes. She had his back, and he was letting her know, by his eyes alone, that he loved her for that.
And then Tommy returned with Jim.
“What’s up?” Jimmy asked.
“Who were those friends you were with that night at the bar?” Trina asked him. “The night you saw your father with that blonde?”
Jimmy glanced at Reno, but told the truth. “Just some guys from work. Why?”
“Which one pointed Reno out to you?”
Jimmy had to think about that one. “I think it was Ellis. Yeah, it was Ellis. I mean, this kid Dawson told me they saw Dad in the bar, but he also said it was Ellis that pointed Dad out to them.”
“How do you know this Ellis?” Sal asked him.
“I hired him to work at Uncle Tommy’s company.”
“You didn’t know him before you hired him?”
“Not for long, I didn’t. Bud introduced us.”
“Bud?” asked Reno. “Bud Seagram, my lobby security chief?”
Jimmy nodded. “Yeah. That Bud. They’re cousins or something.”
They all looked at Reno. “There’s your breach,” said Sal.
“I’ll be damn,” said Reno.
Sal was getting up and pulling out his phone. “I’ll get Robby to bring him in.”