His employers soon found Bernie's special talents indispensable. For the time being, the mob thinks that Bernie is dead, the shooting victim of one family's vendetta. And he prefers to remain deceased in their eyes. But precisely how long he can maintain this subterfuge is a question that frightens him. I know how they think.
Nothing is ever over.
If somebody killed me, then they must have figured out in advance how to get the money I was holding. If the killers weren't that smart, then I must have left something around that would help the families get their money. If I didn't, then I must have told somebody where it was. If I didn't do that, then I must have slipped up once, or said something, or done something that somebody saw that will lead them to it. After looking into the situation on her own, Jane agrees to help.