He made his way over to the Records Department again, and peeked his head in. “Al, remember the background check you ran on Deuce Gannon? Do you still have that?”
“Sure. I put it in the file here.”
“Did you ever find out if this guy had any name other than Deuce Gannon.”
“Just a minute.”
Gabe watched while he reached in his drawer, flipped through some files, and then pulled it out.
“Okay, here it is. Let’s see. Yeah, there is another name here. It appears that his given name is Michael.”
“Oh, my God,” Gabe mumbled under his breath. He’d spilled his guts to Deuce Gannon. He was the ‘Father Michael’ that was on the other side of the screen, hearing everything he had to say.
“Is that what you needed?”
“Yeah, that’s it. Thanks.”
“Anything else I can do for you? By the way, did—”