When they discover Archese shot to death and Bridges apparently framed for his murder, Cordell advises Bridges to call the police and a good lawyer, but to keep him out of it. Cordell initially balks at the idea, but eventually consents to examine the register and shop doors for signs of break-ins.
He wants to hire the detective to look into cash register thefts, of whom he suspects Archese, that have occurred over a six-month period. Johnny Bridges has inherited the tailoring shop from his father and has partnered with a man named Dominic Archese. They understood completely, but they took away my license and my gun and my pride.”Ĭordell, who is now divorced and a self-described bum and drunk, labels he seems to apply with conceit as much as, if not more than, lamentation, and who lives for his next drink above all else, is approached by an old acquaintance from their childhood days. When he returned home after being away for two weeks on a case and caught his wife of four months in bed with one of his operatives, he severely clubbed the man with his gun. I live on New York’s Bowery.”įive years prior to the events in the novel, Cordell was a private detective who owned an up-and-coming agency. Sometimes I’m falling-down ossified, and sometimes I’m rosy-glow happy, and sometimes I’m cold sober-but not very often…I live where being drunk isn’t a sin, though it’s sometimes a crime when the police go on a purity drive. Matt Cordell makes it plain on the first page: “I’m a drunk…I drink because I want to drink.
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