“I came as quick as I could,” McFadden said. “I figured he could use a drink. I didn’t know if he had any, so I brung some.”
“Come on in, McFadden,” Dennis Coughlin said. “We were all just leaving.” He looked Amy Payne in the eye. “Officer McFadden, Amy, is the man who was about to apprehend Gerald Vincent Gallagher when he fell beneath the train wheels.”
“I wondered who he was,” Amy said.
“He’s a friend of mine, Amy, all right?” Matt snapped.
“No offense meant,” Amy said. She looked at Chief Inspector Coughlin.
“I’m flattered, darling.”
“You take care of him, Mr. McFadden,” Amy said.
“Yeah, sure,” Charley McFadden said. “Don’t worry about it.”
EPILOGUE
Following the night Captain David Pekach visited Miss Martha Peebles at her home to assure her that the police were doing everything possible to protect her property from further burglaries, none were ever reported.
When Staff Inspector Peter Wohl reported this happy fact to Chief Inspector Dennis V. Coughlin, he added, with a knowing smile, that this might have something to do with the fact that Captain Pekach and Miss Peebles seemed to have developed a friendship. He said he had heard from an impeccable source, specifically, Lieutenant Bob McGrory of the New Jersey State Police, that Captain Pekach and Miss Peebles had been seen strolling down the Boardwalk in Atlantic City, holding hands, simply enthralled by each other.
Chief Inspector Coughlin smiled back, just as knowingly.
“People who live in glass houses, Peter, my boy, should not toss rocks. I have it from an impeccable source, specifically His Honor the Mayor, that a certain Staff Inspector was seen walking hand in hand down Peacock Alley in the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel in New York, toward the elevators, with a certain female physician, neither of whom were registered there under their own names.”