Three months before Simms taught Noreen to shoot, he rolled into the main office of the Pinkerton Detective Agency in Chicago, Illinois. A stunned silence settled over the room, every face from every desk staring. Standing in the doorway, Simms met each of his colleagues" faces with icy resolve, wondering what their next reaction would be. He didn"t have to wait long. The room erupted into a frenzy of wild cheering, backslapping and general merriment as colleagues rushed to him, congratulating him with unbridled delight. From somewhere, someone thrust a tumbler of whisky into his hand, whilst someone else broke out in song, but it all ceased as quickly as it had begun when the commander"s office door swung open. An uneasy silence descended. Simms gave his excuses, edging his way through th
