He leaned forward, bracing himself on an elbow, and peered more closely at the grainy image flickering on the computer screen in front of him. It was just a fleeting speck of semi-darkness. Momentarily there and gone almost before the image could register in one’s mind. But his old eyes saw it.
He smiled, shook his head in disbelief, and rewound the tape for one more look.
Yep.
There.
Flirting across the upper right corner of the hotel’s exterior security camera. Just a whisper of darkness in motion down a dark street. He grinned again, shaking his head one more time, and sat back in his chair.
“I be dog gone, boy,” he mumbled to himself, breaking out into a quiet chuckle. “De boss is gonna like that. Yessiree! De boss is gonna like tha’ fo shuh!”
For an old man well into his eightie
