"He told me that he was a detective," said Sean.
"And he was!" the other man said. "But they let it go. They knew that he was selling drugs, but
they were not able to do anything. He was too good. Others did the work for him."
"People like Diane?"
King got it at two o'clock in the morning. He was asleep under a tree on Leeson Street.
'I was running around after you all day,' says King. ' I think we can get your son back. You can
help if youre willing.' He took it home in his car. 'Get a good night
what was there. Two words underlined: The Well.
King didnt know exactly why Sean was unhappy to tell him the well story. Many things
were going through his head this morning in Glencullen. King gave him a dark look,
observing him when he said he did not u
Where was I last night?
Sean OBrian was laying in bed, talking to himself again. He looked at his pants hanging on a
chair next to the bed. There were a few pennies under the chair, they fell out while he took his