even been legal.â
They both smiled.
âFor this one, it may well be that you see no violence,â Mazzucchelli said. âLike I told you, my business is knowing things. I want you to get me some information. The best way to get it is so that nobody even knows itâs been got. On the other hand, if the only way you can get it is to cause somebody considerable angst, thatâs okay. So long as you clean up real good afterwards.â
âI get the picture. What do you want to know, and where do I find it?â
Mazzucchelli gave a short, barking laugh.
âThere seems to be another company doing business in this town,â he said then. âYou know what I mean?â
âYes,â Croyd replied, âand there is not usually room on one block for two delicatessens.â
âExactly,â Mazzucchelli answered.
âSo you are taking on extra help to continue the competition by heavier means.â
âThat is a good summary. Now, like I said, there is certain information I need about the other company. I will pay you well to get it for me.â
Croyd nodded. âIâm willing to give it a shot. What particular information are you after?â
Mazzucchelli leaned forward and lowered his voice, his lips barely moving. âThe chairman of the board. I want to know whoâs running the show.â
âThe boss? You mean he didnât even send you a dead fish in somebodyâs pants? I thought it was customary to observe certain amenities in these matters?â
Mazzucchelli shrugged. âThese guys got no etiquette. Could be a bunch of foreigners.â
âHave you got any leads at all, or do I go it cold?â
âYou will be pretty much a ground-breaker. I will give you a list of places they sometimes seem to operate through. I also have names of a couple people who might do some work for them.â
âWhy didnât you just pick one of them up and pop the question?â
âI think that, like you, they are independent contractors rather than family members.â
âI see.â
Then, âAnd that may not be all they have in common with you,â Mazzucchelli added.
âAces?â Croyd asked.
Mazzucchelli nodded.
âIf Iâve got to mess with aces itâs going to cost more than if theyâre just civilians.â
âIâm good for it,â Mazzucchelli said, withdrawing another envelope from his inner pocket. âHere is a retainer and the list. You may consider the retainer ten percent of the total price for the job.â
Croyd opened the envelope, counted quickly. He smiled when he finished.
âWhere do you take delivery?â he asked.
âThe manager here can always get in touch with me.â
âWhatâs his name?â
âTheotocopolos. Theoâll do.â
âOkay,â Croyd said. âYou just hired subtlety.â
âWhen you go to sleep you turn into a different person, right?â
âYeah.â
âWell, if that happens before the job is done, that new guyâs still got a contract with me.â
âSo long as he gets paid.â
âWe understand each other.â
They shook hands, Croyd rose, left the booth, crossed the room. Moth-sized snowflakes swirled in as he departed. Mazzucchelli reached for a fresh toothpick. Outside, Croyd tossed a black pill into his mouth.
Wearing gray slacks, blue blazer, and bloodclot-colored tie, his hair marcelled, shades silver, nails manicured, Croyd sat alone at a small window table in Aces High, regarding the cityâs lights through wind-whipped snow beyond his baked salmon, sipping Château dâYquem, hashing over plans for the next move in his investigation and flirting with Jane Dow, who had passed his way twice so far and was even now approaching againâa thing he took to be more than coincidence and a good omen, having lusted after her in a variety of hearts (some of them multiples) on a