“Stay here, don’t get out,” Glenn said fiercely as he pulled the car to a stop across the street from the lot where Joey had parked his car earlier that day. He reached under the seat, coming up with his Ruger 22/45 in its holster, and the scope for it. After attaching the scope he holstered the gun again, clipping it to his belt.
“Hand me my blade.”
Joey flipped open the glove compartment, slid aside a panel and took out the sheathed knife. Glenn strapped it to his forearm and pulled down his sleeve.
“There’s another gun under your seat. Get it out just in case.”
“Mind telling me what’s going on?”
“Look at your car.”
“Yeah, and? Oh shit.” He realized it was listing slightly and knew one tire was flat.
“Oh shit is right. You might just have picked up a nail but it’s doubtful, all things considered. I’m betting he knows about you and that you’re connected to me. He’s moved faster than I expected.”
“He might have seen us together, yesterday in the cut-though when we were checking the roof or when you picked me up tonight.”
“Either way it looks like he was planning on grabbing you for bait, so wait here.”
“Which would make me a sitting duck. Nope, I’m coming with.” Joey got out the gun, finding it was a match to Glenn’s, checked it thoroughly which earned him an approving nod from Glenn, then stuck it at the back of his slacks under his jacket. “How are we going to play this? He has to be watching somewhere.”
Glenn agreed. “Best bet, he’s in one of the other cars there. Too bad he isn’t driving the Ranchero; he’d be easy to spot.”
“We should be so lucky.” Joey looked at the cars closest to his. Some he recognized immediately, but there were three which could have belonged to any number of people in town, or to the hitman, they were so generic. Unfortunately it was too dark to see the license plates so he couldn’t make a determination as to who’s they might be.
“There’s a good chance he saw us drive up so pretend to kiss me.”
“And then?” Joey moved closer, turning enough to shield the fact they were talking.
Glenn frowned, obviously running through possible scenarios. While he did Joey put one hand at the back of his head, shifting slightly to try to explain why they were still in that position.
“Okay, given where we are I only have to pull the car a few feet forward and I’ll be out of sight from the lot. Get out and then stand as if you were watching me drive away. Give me time to park and get out before you head to your car. Do something to stall like…”
“Bend and tie my shoelace.”
“That’ll work. Stay well away from the building just in case we’re wrong about where he’d hiding.”
“All right. Say when.”
Glenn took a deep breath. “Now.”
Joey paused just long enough to actually kiss Glenn and then he was out of the car.
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