Chapter SixRico left the poker game fifty dollars poorer than when he sat down. He licked his wounds and drove back to Denise Calloway's apartment. He parked his car about a hundred yards away and waited. It was something he was good at. After an hour, he took out his cell phone and punched in her number. She didn't answer and he didn't leave a voicemail. He went back to his vigil.
After forty-five minutes, he got out of the car and stretched his legs. That's when he saw her. She was rushing down the stairs and furtively looking around in all directions. Rico thought he had been discreet, but word had obviously reached Denise that he was looking for her. By now she had heard about what happened to Jean and she expected the worst. She had no intention of waiting to find out what was on Ric
