Noonan shook his head, staring at his lap. "Shall we go out and look at the remains?" I suggested, getting up. He neither got up nor looked up. "No," he said wearily to his lap. "To tell the truth, I don't want to. I don't know as Icould stand it just now. Tiffany Key Ring
I'm getting sick of this killing. It's getting to me on my nerves, Imean." I sat down again, considered his low spirits, and asked: "Who do you guess killed him?" "God knows," he mumbled. "Everybody's killing everybody. Where's it going toend?" "Think Reno did it?" Noonan winced, started to look up at me, changed his mind, and repeated: "God knows." I went at him from another angle: "Anybody knocked off in the battle at the Silver Arrow last night?" "Only three. tiffany outlet " "Who were they?" "A pair of Johnson brothers named Blackie Whalen and Put Collings that only gotout on bail around five yesterday, and Dutch Jake Wahl, a guerrilla." "What was it all about?" "Just a roughhouse, I guess. It seems that Put and Blackie and the others that got outwith them were celebrating with a lot of friends, and it wound up in smoke." "All of them Lew Yard's men?" Page 81 "I don't know anything about that," he said. I got up, said, "Oh, all right," and started for the door. "Wait," he called. Tiffany Bangles
"Don't run off like that. I guess they were." I came back to my chair. Noonan watched the top of his desk. His face was gray,flabby, damp, like fresh putty. "Whisper's staying at Willsson's," I told him.
