FEBRUARY 17, 1960—AMALAUK, NEW JERSEY

The night before Casper brought Turk Fletcher to Philadelphia, Heller, Doty and Diamond had a meeting at Doty’s chicken ranch. They sat around the kitchen table with their hats on. Doty mixed chicken feed while they were talking.

“This is the last meeting, Joe. All right. This is the drill. He will be on his way through the city to the Liberty Bell. I take him up Market Street, then we snake around through Hunt Plaza as if we were going under the railway bridge. There are a lot of good things about this route. The Texas shooter will have good elevation from the Engelson Building. Here are two sets of keys to Room 603, where he will work. He should be planted there by about half past nine in the morning. Ray will work out the details with you and how we’ll want to deliver him. Aaalzzo, Hunt Plaza is good, because Willie Arnold works in the TV Center warehouse. Ray will give you a cheap rifle, which you will have Arnold plant in the TV Center room on the top floor overlooking the plaza. And some cartridges for him to throw on the floor. Ray gives you the details. After the hit and after we have established him in the building, tell him to go home and wait there in case we need him. If we need him we’ll send a patrol car for him. Tell him nobody gets paid until the job is all over. Ray gives you the details.” He stared heavily at Diamond.

“And you know what you do—right, Joe?”

“Yeah. I know,” Joe mumbled.

“There were a lot of things to consider here,” Heller said by way of apology.