Two
Time was moving like a river of sorghum molasses. I was wishing I’d brought my g*n with me from the hotel. So far the two men hadn’t made a move to go for their guns, but it looked as if they at least intended to beat me up. The reason was baffling. The only thing I could think of was that they may have thought I was following them for some reason. In the meantime, I was concentrating on trying to watch both of them. I didn’t see or hear the car that pulled up. I guess they didn’t either.
“What’s going on here?” a voice demanded.
The three of us looked up at the same time. It was a black-and-white police cruiser with two cops in it.
“Nothing at all, officer,” one of the two men said. “We just spotted an old friend and got out of the car to say hello to him.”
“Well, break it up any
