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Chapters (51)
  1. Cover
  2. Also available by Conor Brady
  3. Dedication
  4. Introduction and Acknowledgements
  5. Prologue
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 34
  40. Chapter 35
  41. Chapter 36
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38
  44. Chapter 39
  45. Chapter 40
  46. Chapter 41
  47. Chapter 42
  48. Chapter 43
  49. Chapter 44
  50. Chapter 45
  51. Chapter 46

‘That’s what I’m here to find out. We checked out all the listed employees at the New Vienna. There was the possibility that some of her fellow workers might have been involved. Carmody’s name was not included in the list of employees given to us by the restaurant. But after I received your telegram I revisited the place and they confirmed that he did in fact work there for a time. He was a troublemaker. He threatened to kill another kitchen worker, and according to Werner he stole money from the office.’

Pfaus nodded.

‘Ah, I see. I think I understand a little more now. Did the owners of the restaurant tell you why they did not have his name on the list of employees?’

‘They said they don’t keep details of casual workers. And in reality, it seems, that’s the practice in the hotels and restaurants in Dublin.’

Pfaus grinned.

‘They wouldn’t get away with that in Berlin, I promise you. The German Empire is strong and prosperous. One of the reasons is that our administration systems are very thorough. Your Mr Carmody had to be registered to work. That is how we knew who he is and where he came from.’

‘Your intelligence system must be very thorough,’ Swallow said.

Pfaus nodded.

‘So,’ he said, ‘will you tell me about the other cases?’

‘A young girl of about the same age, in this instance a fishmonger, was attacked and very badly injured in what looks like a similar attack a few nights later in another part of the city, perhaps twenty to thirty minutes’ walk from the first crime. She has survived, but she can tell us little beyond saying that her attacker was a big man. Again, we can’t identify any motive.’

‘And the other crime?’ Pfaus asked.

‘Somewhat different. A young prostitute was killed in the city centre in her room. A policeman saw a tall, well-built fellow running from the scene. And we may have identified a motive. It seems she had come into possession of some money, and some petty criminals may have known about it. As I said, random violence against women is rare in Dublin, so we’re keeping an open mind about possible connections.’

‘But you’ve got no connection for this Carmody to any of these crimes except the murder of the waitress?’

‘That’s true,’ Swallow conceded. ‘So tell me, Johann, what sort of man is he?’

‘Uneducated but not unintelligent, I would think. I’ve interrogated him myself. He gives very little away. He doesn’t frighten easily. Now it seems he thinks he has some information to trade, so he is, how would you say, a bit cocksure of himself.’

Swallow smiled again.

‘Your English is excellent, Kapitän Pfaus. Learned in America, I think?’