Button said, “Thanks, Eddie. Get us a picture of him. We’ll have Pike take a look.”

As Valenti walked away, Straw examined the dead cowboy on the couch.

“The person who did this is the same person who killed Mendoza and Gomer?”

“That’s how it tracks. Cole says he’s a Bolivian hitter. Rainey used to be in business with a Bolivian cartel.”

Straw frowned at Pike.

“These people are Rainey and who?”

“Rainey and Platt.”

Straw glanced from Pike to Cole as if he didn’t believe it.

“You’re sure about this?”

Cole said, “Positive. We had a vision.”

Button laughed, but Straw seemed annoyed.

“Did your vision show you where Mr. Rainey is?”

Button weighed in like he was tired of Straw’s questions.

“That’s what we’re doing here, Straw. We’re trying to find these people. This is all late-breaking news. We’ll know more when we talk to the Louisiana FBI office. They have the case.”

Straw arched his eyebrows.

“Louisiana? Okay. I’ll give them a call. They’ll move faster for a fellow agent.”

“Thanks. We can handle it.”

Cole received a call on his cell, and moved away to talk. Straw watched him leave.

“I’ll talk to them anyway. They might like to hear about Cole’s vision. They also might have an ID on the lunatic who did this.”

Pike said, “Did you ask your men if they remembered anyone?”

“I did. They didn’t.”

Button frowned, suspicious that they’d had a conversation he knew nothing about.

“What are you talking about?”

“A picture of the killer. If he cased the sandwich shop, Straw might have him on video.”

“I’ll have my guys check, but I told you, we only set up on the bangers. Unless this guy cruised the shop when Azzara’s people were there, we won’t have him. And I don’t see how we’ll recognize him even if we have him.”

Pike had been thinking about it, and thought he knew how.

“Elvis has a security video from one of Rainey’s neighbors. Look at both of them. If the same person shows up on both recordings, he’s our guy.”

Button said, “That’s a pretty good idea, Straw. Makes sense.”

Straw turned away to call his guys, and Pike went over to Cole.

“I’m going to look for Dru.”

Cole nodded, telling whoever was on the phone to hold on.

“Where?”

“Venice. I’ll start at the body shop.”

“Okay. I’ll call you if I get anything.”

Pike turned away, then stopped.

“Thanks for not telling me her name is Rose.”

Pike left before Cole could answer.

Chapter 39

39

Pike did not think Azzara would go to the body shop, but it was his last best place to start looking. La Eme gangs were families. If Azzara wanted a different car or help getting out of the country, he would go to someone he trusted.