Jan shook his head. “No. Nothing,” he lied. “Let’s go.”
Waving good-bye to Harry, they stepped out onto Richmond and turned east. The snow had stopped, and the sidewalks were slushy. “We take Talbot?” Solly asked again.
“Richmond, Solly, or you go alone,” Jan said. Solly glared but fell silent, hanging by the curb and scanning the street as they walked. Jan kept thinking of Garos’s call. They reached Jarvis. A young blond woman stepped from a doorway, long white coat over a short red leather skirt, black stockings and boots.
“There’s Carla,” Kate said and started toward the girl.
A shout made them turn. Solly was backing away, wide-eyed and pointing a shaking hand to something above their heads. “No! Solly knows the signs. You won’t get Solly!” Terror on his face, he ran onto the stree
