Chapter 51
To stick a gun in a man’s face, you have to have a gun. Nelson Dover had just taken mine. Of course, I still had the Thompson gun and that would do the trick – but it was no longer in my trunk. I had brought it upstairs and stashed it away the night before, rather than taking the risk of driving around with the weapon that had been used in the fairground raid. Now I would have to go home to get it before I could hunt for the mayor.
He hadn’t been showing up at any of his properties, and I thought there was a pretty good chance he’d be out at his lake house. It was a bit of a drive, but if he was worried about the guy who had showed up suddenly at his meeting and shot Dan the biker, it was the safest place for him to go. If I showed up with the Thompson gun blazing, I might fin
