Hell's Gate
“Paul Kelly said, looking closely at McManus. They were in a back room at the New Brighton Dance Hall, Kelly’s headquarters.
“Saw a badge on one of ’em.”
“Badges aren’t that hard to come by. Could be they were Pinkertons or something like that.”
Jack held up his left hand, wrapped in a fresh cast. “T’ings was dicey, Paul. Could’n be sure, not a hun’ed percent.” Kelly sat back, considering the situation. He was not a believer in chance or coincidence. For a man like Kelly such inconveniences as c...oincidence or lack of information could not be allowed to get in the way.
“Truth is, Jack, that Big Tim had some protection arranged for our friend, Mister Saturn. No matter if it was Pinkertons or detectives or goddamn Daybreak Boys.”
“Daybreak Boys? Paul, them mugs been gone fer years. I don’—”
“I was making a fucking point, Jack. Anyway, the point is that Big Tim is protecting that fuck Saturn. He’s the ticket into the goddamn steamship racket, so naturally he’d want to protect his stupid ass.”MoreLess
“Saw a badge on one of ’em.”
“Badges aren’t that hard to come by. Could be they were Pinkertons or something like that.”
Jack held up his left hand, wrapped in a fresh cast. “T’ings was dicey, Paul. Could’n be sure, not a hun’ed percent.” Kelly sat back, considering the situation. He was not a believer in chance or coincidence. For a man like Kelly such inconveniences as c...oincidence or lack of information could not be allowed to get in the way.
“Truth is, Jack, that Big Tim had some protection arranged for our friend, Mister Saturn. No matter if it was Pinkertons or detectives or goddamn Daybreak Boys.”
“Daybreak Boys? Paul, them mugs been gone fer years. I don’—”
“I was making a fucking point, Jack. Anyway, the point is that Big Tim is protecting that fuck Saturn. He’s the ticket into the goddamn steamship racket, so naturally he’d want to protect his stupid ass.”MoreLess
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