CHAPTER 14THE RAIN still came down, drenching the city, the wind blowing it against the buildings. Ramsey walked to the corner and looked for a taxi, but the long wide street was empty, with only the lights of a few bars and all-night restaurants glinting in the wetness. It took him twenty minutes of fast walking to reach the Gulf Hotel. He went to bed, but it was a long time before he slept, and then it was restlessly.
Hours later, he came awake slowly. The bright ceiling light was shining in his eyes. He sat up, drugged with sleep. Two persons stood at the foot of the bed, both of them smiling at him in friendly fashion. One was an over-dressed kid with a thick loop of chestnut hair falling over his pale forehead. The other was a thin brown man in a tan snap-brim hat and a tight, dark b
