though.â
âAnd Keeganâs going to supply it?â
âHeâs the one who called them in. Heâs got to.â
Belle pushed her bowl aside and stood. âIâm feeling really crummy. Iâm going to get into bed.â She crossed the room, removed her robe, slid under the covers, then lifted the photocopy of Freddieâs puzzle and began studying it afresh. â Mumâs the Word ⦠There has to be more to this. I must be missing something.â
Rosco popped his last French fry into his mouth, finished his glass of wine, doffed his clothes, and slid in beside Belle.
âDid any of these names mean anything to Jack or the DA?â Belle asked as she stared at the puzzle. âWOODY? JOEL? IRA?â
âWe scanned the entire list of marchers. Every person in the parade needs to be registered with a group. There were three Iras and seven Joels ⦠No Woodysâunless you consider the nicknames of the clarinet players. Keegan contacted everyone he could think of. None admitted any mob connections.â
Belle continued to focus on the puzzle. âWhat about a woman? I see PAM and AVA here.â
âIt seems that not too many women participate in the parade, but Jack checked those names out too. Three Pams ⦠No Avas.â
âYou know, I keep coming back to this business at 8-Down: â X marks THE SPOT.â Donât you think that should mean something?â
Rosco leaned into her to get a closer look at the crossword. Their bodies were now touching from head to toe. âThis is kind of nice,â he said. âToo bad youâre so sick.â
âIâm not all that sick.â She placed the crossword on the nightstand.
He kissed her neck. âSo much for Keegan and Dixon.â
âWhoâs Dixon?â
âThe DA ⦠Pete Dixon. The guy Iâve been talking about; the guy who prosecuted Sonny Pancakes.â
Belle sat bolt upright. âYou never told me his name was Dixon.â
âSo?â
âSo? Whatâs the middle letter in his name?â
âX?â
Rosco jumped out of bed, yanked Jack Keeganâs business card out of his jacket, and punched his cell phone number into the telephone. It was the stroke of midnight and the agent had gone to the riverfront to watch the fireworks.
âWhat are you doing down there?â Rosco asked.
âWhat?â The explosions were so extreme, he could barely hear a word Rosco was saying.
âI expected you to be at home,â Rosco shouted into the phone.
âI find the noise relaxing ⦠like the pistol range.â
âListen â¦â X marks THE SPOT!â â X marks THE SPOTâ! Dixon has an X in his name. Itâs Dixon theyâre after.â
Keegan was quiet for a moment. Rosco wasnât sure if the agent had heard the warning, or was considering a plan of action. Eventually he said, âSure ⦠Sure, thatâs got to be it.â
âNow all you need is the WHEN. â
âI think that oneâs obvious ⦠Iâll suit up in a costume too, and walk the route with Pete ⦠Get other available personnel out there ⦠Weâll be ready for this character no matter when he makes his move.â
âDo you need me?â
âNo. We can cover it. Besides, something tells me you might not be all that keen about putting on a satin dress and strutting down Market Street with a parasol pretending to be a wenchââ
âA what?â
âYou heard right ⦠another part of the tradition. Someone told me it started in Elizabethan England ⦠guys in frilly party dresses and blond braids. Let me tell ya, it makes quite a sight in the menâs room ⦠Now, get some sleep, Rosco. Watch the Mummers on TV ⦠Tell Belle to feel better. And thanks â¦â
âMummers â¦â Belle murmured as they turned out the light. âMummery ⦠mum ⦠keep
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