Chapter 44

I explained about the fake bomb, and also mentioned the note I’d stuck on Gleason’s back.

Moose found the stories as funny as Richard had. “Damn, man, you got one helluva sense of humor there,” he chortled.

We settled down to wait. I scanned each car that left the building’s parking lot, but didn’t see Gleason. I checked the cabs that pulled up in front of the building, too, along with the people who walked out of the building. There were several very attractive women who lived in the same building. A few minutes after nine a dark gray Ford Taurus pulled out of the garage.

“That’s him,” I said.

Moose sat up and fired up the van’s engine.

“Stay back,” I said. “I know where he’s going, so we don’t have to do a real tight tail. I don’t want him spotting us.”

“No problem,” Moose said.

We followed Gleason to the office building