Chapter 31

"Not always," said Dante, drinking another sip of beer. "It is very easy to persuade the police to ignore certain visits. You can check it out my own bar. I shouldn't even be with him in operation, if there was any inspection in this place.”

"Even so, nothing has happened since then "I spoke in a firm tone.

Dante watched me for another moment, just for the time it would take to finish his beer. I believed that he was trying to find flaws in my gestures, to find something that would make him realize my lie. If he noticed, I'd be in bad shape. But the conversation with him clarified a point for me. If that gift had been left at my house, the police knew who had taken it. And the conversation with Caleb Johnson made even more sense, because the police would be corrupted, and perhaps the members of the Brotherhood were part of a much larger slice of the cake of investigations.

"At some point they can do," said Dante in a contemplative tone. "It's good that you get ready. The