concerned when he got back.
“Okay,” he said. “Zapata was in the Warehouse and he beeped Salvatore. Zapata?s going to call me
back if he raises him.”
“I thought Zapata was tailing Nance,” I said.
Dutch was scowling. He lit a cigarette and blew smoke toward the ceiling.
“He lost him,” Dutch said. “Followed him out to the docks at dawn. Nance went out on a shrimp boat
and left Zapata at the altar.”
I got a sudden chill, as if a cold breeze had blown across the back of my neck. Nance being on the
loose was a wild card I hadn?t counted on.
“An awful lot of people know about this gig,” I mused.
“Are you worried about Salvatore and Zapata?” Dutch asked stiffly.
“No. But I don?t want anybody screwing this thing up.”
“Don?t worry about it,” Dutch replied. “We?ll raise Salvatore and call him off, if you?re sure that?s the
way you want to play it.”
“That was my deal,” I said as the waitress brought my breakfast.
“You want to tell us where you?re going?” Charlie One Ear asked.
“Not really,” I said. “You know how it is with these people, Charlie. They spook real easily.”
I decided we had talked enough about O?Brian arid changed the subject again.
“Anything new on the Logeto killing?” I asked.
Dutch shook his head. “We combed the neighbourhood. Nobody saw anybody on the roof or coining
down the walls. So far it?s a blank. But I do have something for you.” He took an envelope out of his
pocket and handed it to me. „Here?s that list of drops Cohen made. Cowboy finally got it together for
you.”
I opened it up and checked over the list. Most of the addresses didn?t mean anything to me. The most
significant note was that on two of the three days, Cohen had visited both a branch bank of the
Seacoast National and made his usual two o?clock visit to the bank.
“Have you checked this over?” I asked Dutch.
He nodded. “I can give you chapter and verse on the drops if you want.”
“I don?t have time now,” I said, “There?s one thing that jumps out. I wonder why Cohen has been
hitting the bank twice. On Wednesday and Friday he went to a branch and the main bank. Now why
would he do that?”
“Maybe he doesn?t like to carry a lot of cash around for too long,” Charlie One Ear suggested.
“Maybe,” I said, staring at the list. “But I don?t think so. Unless things have changed, he?s used to
