“Because we had people buzzing the door in the middle of the night, needing him to come out for jobs. They would sneak him out and he would come back at six in the morning and tell me he couldn’t say where he was. One time I was up when one of these assholes dropped him off; he came up to the apartment to pay him. All crumpled hundred dollar bills. Then he looked over to me and told Jimmy that I would be the first to go if Jimmy ever said anything about what they’d been up to. That’s when I told him to stop. Whatever money we were getting wasn’t enough.”

“So there were people who meant your husband harm.”

Katie shook her head. “That was a couple of years ago.”

“And your husband hasn’t had any private engagements or clients since.”

“No. Not that I know about.”

“No extra money coming into the house. No strange hours. No one being buzzed in, in the middle of the night.”

“None of that.”

“You’re sure.”

Katie’s face twisted. “No, of course I’m not sure now,” she said. She shot a dagger in my direction. “Ask this asshole about it. If anyone would know if Jimmy’s been doing anything on the side, he would. He’s the one who got him those jobs in the first place.”

Langdon looked at me. “I don’t know anything about what Jimmy’s been doing with his time,” I said.

“But you did,” Katie said. “You and Jimmy and your goddamned ‘bowling team,’ Tony.”

“That was a long time ago, Katie,” I said.

“Oh, bullshit, Tony.” Katie slammed her coffee mug down on the counter she was leaning against. “You’re dirty. You’ve always been dirty. And now maybe whatever it is that you got Jimmy into has gotten him killed.”

I held up my hands. “Katie. I’m clean. I got out the same time you told Jimmy to. I know you don’t believe me—I know you don’t want to believe me—but it’s the truth. I got out and I’ve been staying out. If Jimmy got himself into something, whatever Jimmy got himself into, I’ve got nothing to do with it.”

Katie picked up the coffee mug from the counter and threw it at my head. Coffee arced in the air. I ducked to avoid the mug and got coffee drops down my neck. “You were the one who got him into it in the first place, Tony!” Katie yelled. “You were the one who brought this to our door. And I promise you this, Tony. Whatever’s happening to Jimmy now, if it’s because of whatever you brought him into, if he ends up dead, you better hope I don’t find you at a crosswalk while I’m driving. Because I will fucking go up on the sidewalk to get to you.”