Frank unlocked the door, ready to kick it shut on an attacker. It doesn’t show up in the list of evidence from the scene or the autopsy report.”
“A cover-up?” Frank asked. xxx 18 We don’t know what the Parnellis were selling. Then I got a call on my private line from ‘a friend of my grandfather’. Add forty years, and it’s him.”
“You saw him at the drop point?”
“He made the fuckin’ drop himself! Carlotta tossed him his pajama pants and covered the door with her own little gun from her purse. “Shit, Morelli, I gotta check out of the hotel and drive back. Hoffa?”
“Carpucci had real talent, didn’t he? You bought me pretty things. “We could be driving into some real bad shit.”
“I know.
