back when I have some more questions.â
âHow long do you intend to stay in Rockview?â
âUntil I get some answers.â
Mayor Jordan leaned back in his chair. âTensions are high since the strike. Itâs a dangerous place for an outsider.â
âIs that in the nature of a threat?â
âNot at all! But I just donât want Governor Holland on my neck if something happens to you.â
McCall nodded and stood up. âIâll try to be careful.â
SEVEN
Thursday, May 13
He met April Evans in the lobby of her hotel at seven oâclock, and they dined at a nearby restaurant called the Mountainview. Since the only view of mountains in the entire place was on a large faded mural on the back wall, he contented himself with studying the soft lines of Aprilâs face by candlelight.
âEverything in this city is some sort of View,â he told her. âRockview, Parkview, Mountainview. And I see nothing but a bunch of grubby little people protecting their own interests.â
âIs it any different in the state capital, Mike?â
âI suppose not,â he admitted. âMaybe itâs just that Iâm used to them there.â He reached for another of her cigarettes. âSo what were you up to this afternoon?â
âI drove out to Xavier Mannâs house, but I couldnât get in. There was a gang of strikers outside, shouting and throwing rocks. Finally the police came and broke it up.â
âDid you see the man with the bandaged hand?â
âTanner? He was there, all rightâthe ringleader.â
He brushed back the cowlick on his forehead, aware that being in Aprilâs company made him conscious of his appearance. âDo they just want more money, or are there racial overtones to it?â
âWell, I understand that the hiring of a few blacks triggered the thing, but it seems to go deeper than that. From what I saw this afternoon, Iâd say itâs developing into a personal war between the strikers and Mann.â
âAny way Sloaneâs murder could be tied into it?â
âI donât see how. The only connection would be Sloaneâs interest in Mann Photo.â
He knew he hadnât mentioned that to her. âWho says he was interested in Mann Photo? I never mentioned that.â
But she was not a girl to lose her composure. âCome on, Mike! We both know theyâve been turning out blue movies at the Mann plant. Thatâs why youâre here, and thatâs why Iâm here. Weâre not going to get anywhere trying to kid each other.â
âWho in hell are you, anyway?â
âIâm sorry,â she said firmly. âI just canât tell you.â
âAll right,â he said, giving it up for the moment. The waiter arrived with their dinners, and after some minutes of struggling with a tough steak he asked, âWhat about your visit to Suzanne Walsh? She said you came to see her last night.â
April laughed at the memory. âIt was an accident of sorts. Iâd wanted to see the room where Sloane was murdered, and I got her room by mistake. I asked her a few questions and left as soon as I could.â
âHow did you expect to get into the murder room? I had a hard enough time persuading the manager to unlock the door, and that was after the police had spent the day photographing and dusting for fingerprints.â
âSometimes itâs easier for a girl,â she said. âI flashed a smile and the desk clerk told me the room number. I was going to pick the lockâonly he gave me the secretaryâs room by mistake.â
âYou were going to pick the lock?â he repeated, dumbfounded.
âOf course. Leave the chain off your door and Iâll sneak into your room tonight. Itâs quite simple, really.â
âThey teach you that at finishing school now?â
âHardly. But you should know Iâm not a
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