“I have to make a phone call, Bud,” McCaleb called out now. "I"ll talk to you later,"
"YES. Go call. If you are busy, do something. "
He touched his hand and disappeared through the hatch into his cockpit. McCaleb shrugged and dialed after looking at Jaye Winston"s number he had written down in his notebook. After a few seconds, he is connected.
“Hi Jaye, this is Terry McCaleb. Remember me? "
After a beat, her answer. “The natural is have. How are you, Terry? I heard you just said there"s a new time. "
“Yes, but I am fine. How about you? "
"Old is still old."
“Hey, if I pass by this light, would you spare a few minutes? You have a service that I want to talk about. "
“Show you"re doing a fourth, Terry?”
"No. Just help one person. "
"What case?"
“James Cordell. ATM machine killin
