Chapter Twenty-Four
The EscapeSaratoga, New York
August 16, 1926
“You don’t remember where you parked the car?” Kelly hollered at Moyer as they left the White Sulphur Spring Hotel. Costello walked ahead, still concerned that they could be ambushed. The major had some mobility, despite the beating he had just received from Dempsey, but it was unclear how long it would last. It was imperative that they leave town quickly and get Kelly to a doctor.
“When I parked the car, there were a lot of other cars in the lot,” Moyer said. “I remember that I parked next to a Ford Model T Roadster.”
“And, surprise! Now that the fight is over, it’s gone. It never occurred to you that after the fight, all the cars in the parking lot would leave. Maybe you should have taken note of a landmark other than
