“What?s bugging you?” Dutch asked.
“A security guard over at the Breezes just called. That?s where Harry Raines and his wife lived. He
says lake Kilmer and the Raines woman were attacked leaving the place and were shoved in a car at
gunpoint.”
“When?” Dutch roared.
“About two minutes ago.”
“Jake Khmer was with Doe Raines?” Dutch said.
“That?s what the man said. It?s a late Eldorado, cinnamon-colored, too far off to get a license. They
headed east on Palm.”
“Did you get an APB out on that?” Dutch demanded.
“You want to stop every Cadillac in town?” Charlie One Ear asked with surprise.
“How the hell many cinnamon Eldorados do you think we got in town?” Dutch yelled, snatching up
the phone and calling central radio.
The Stick was next to appear in the doorway.
“What the hell?s going on?” he asked.
“It appears that Nance and his bunch have lifted fake Kilmer and Harry Raines? widow,” Pancho
Callahan said.
“Nance kidnapped them?”
“It don?t sound like no scavenger hunt,” said Lange.
Charlie One Ear said, “It sounds straight. Jake?s car is still out there. Apparently it?s permanently
embedded in the security fence. The security man checked the license for me. I?ve got a blue and white
on the way to make sure somebody isn?t giving us the finger.”
“Speaking of fingers, right now we ain?t got a finger on anybody in the mob, that right?” Stick
exclaimed.
“Chino and Salvatore are still on the range somewhere. Shall we try to raise them?” Charlie One Ear
replied.
Dutch slammed down the phone. “Okay,” he said. “There?s gonna be a lot of pissed-off Cadillac
owners in town, but maybe we?ll luck out and nab them before they get too far.”
Five minutes later Zapata answered his page. Stick snatched up the phone.
