rolled his eyes and said, “Didn’t you get a good look at him? He’s blind as a bat without those glasses, and he’s as skinny as a rail. Our killer abducted two women—at least one of them probably forcibly. Then he managed to subdue them. Can you imagine Casal pulling that off?”
Looking as embarrassed as angry now, McCune began, “Maybe with an accomplice—”
Crivaro interrupted, “There wasn’t any accomplice. My every instinct tells me our killer acts alone. And he’s sure as hell not Danny Casal. Casal’s maybe an important witness, though. We’re all just lucky you didn’t spook him into not cooperating.”
McCune hung his head and shuffled his feet.
Crivaro jabbed his finger at him.
“Now listen to me. No more stunts, not when you’re working with me. If you get any ideas, talk to me about them first. This is not the Boy Scouts. Initiative is not a virtue right now. Either I call all the shots, or you can get off the case.”
In a whisper, McCune said, “I hear you. It won’t happen again.”
“It sure as hell had better not,” Crivaro growled.
A silence fell among the three of them.
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