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it?”
    He stopped wiping down the bar to frown at me. Then he grinned. “You thinking of Wanda?”
    â€œYou got it.” I went along with the joke. No way could I tell him I was serious.
    He shook his head. “Oh boy, this is going way beyond personal.”
    â€œIndulge me.” I laughed. “Let’s say I want to bump her off. How would I do it? And get away with it, of course.”
    He shrugged. “Bash her on the head.”
    I made a face. “Messy.”
    â€œWell, drive-by shootings are very popular.”
    â€œDon’t own a gun.”
    â€œDrown her in Lake Ontario?”
    â€œWith all that blubber? She’d float .”
    He guffawed. “What about a knife? ’Cept with her it’d probably be a flesh wound.” He didn’t like Wanda any more than me.
    â€œLook,” I said, “give me something fast, easy and untraceable. And before you go there, I know zilch about poisons.”
    He picked up a bottle of Johnny Walker, squinted at the float line, put it down and rubbed the side of his nose. “Well, there’s always an empty hypodermic.”
    â€œWhat good would that do if it’s empty?”
    â€œIt’s because it’s empty. You stick it in a vein and shove the plunger. That pushes an air bubble in. It creates an air lock that stops everything dead. Lights out. It’s called an air embolism and it looks like a heart attack.”
    Now he had my attention. “Would it be traceable?”
    â€œCan you trace air?” He snapped the towel.
    â€œI like it,” I said.
    â€œAlthough it wouldn’t be easy,” he warned. “Because you’d need to inject a lot of air. You’d need a frickin’ horse syringe.” Jimmy, an ex-junkie, knew a lot about needles. He also had to inject insulin every day for his diabetes. He grinned. “Don’t worry. I got a vet pal who could maybe help you out. But you’d also need to find a vein. You can’t just jab anywhere. Look.” He extended his arm, made a fist and showed me a blue, ropy bulge in the crook of his elbow. “ That’s a vein. I don’t think Wanda’s gonna hold still long enough for you to find the sweet spot.”
    I could see the approach had its drawbacks.
    Jimmy went back to wiping down the bar. After a moment, he said, “Shit, why not just run her down?”
    â€œDon’t you always leave evidence? Paint, broken glass, stuff like that?”
    â€œNo problem if they don’t have a car to match it up with. Do it so no one sees you.”
    â€œHa! With my luck, there’d be a cop cruiser right behind me.”
    He sighed. “Okay. If you don’t mind a spell in jail, hit her in broad daylight, at a busy intersection. Just make sure you breathalize over the limit. Drunk driving causing death is never good for more than a few years.”
    â€œNo thanks. I value my freedom.” I wasn’t joking.
    â€œYou’re hard to please, Lava.” He was getting tired of the game. “Look, why not just hire a hit man? Now that’s the really smart thing to do. Course, you’d need to pay him.”
    Marcia was plenty smart, I thought gloomily. And she didn’t need to pay me .

CHAPTER FIVE
    M arcia’s call dragged me awake too early Tuesday morning. In the background at her end I could hear the faint beeping of a garbage truck, then the groaning of its engine as it rolled off. She was outside somewhere, using a pay phone. What did I say? Careful and smart. No way was the call going to be traced to her.
    I was still groggy, and I wasn’t prepared for what she tossed at me.
    â€œDo it tonight. He’s working late.”
    â€œWhat?” I was still trying to clear my head.
    â€œTonight. He’ll be in the building alone. Do it then.”
    â€œHey, whoa, you can’t just expect—”
    â€œDo you have a problem?”
    â€œSo how do I get in?” I