I said, “I’m going to London now.” O’Day said, “Now?” “I don’t mind about the picture in his bedroom. I don’t even mind that the little runt just took a shot at me. That’s an occupational hazard, for a cop. But he was careless and he missed. He shouldn’t have tried on a windy day. He killed an innocent man. That’s different. That was a mistake. And like you said, I caught him once. I can catch him again.” “And then what?” “I’m going to twist his arm out of his shoulder socket and beat him to death with his own right hand.”
