'Nobody,' Hawk said.
The waitress came back with three corn muffins and put them down in front of us. She freshened our coffee.
'Can I get you anything else?' she said.
'No, thank you,' I said.
She1 nodded and ripped a check from her pad and put it facedown on the table. Vinnie passed it to me.
'For cris sake I said, 'ammunition and coffee?'
'I want the full ride,' Vinnie said.
'It's working out good up here, isn't it,' Hawk said.
'Yeah. If people weren't trying to shoot us, we'd have gotten nowhere.'
I sampled my muffin.
'Long time no corn stalk,' I said.
Across the room Jocelyn Colby came in wearing full foul weather gear. She had on a long, yellow slicker, green rubber boots, and a green sou'wester with the brim turned up in front like a model in a cigarette ad. She saw me at the table and came straight over.
I introduced her to Vinnie. I could tell from her expression that she would have preferred to meet me alone. But she was a trouper.
'Have you caught him?' she said. She had big, violet eyes, with big lashes, and she knew it. She did a lot with them.
'We haven't seen him yet,' I said.
The eyes widened.
'My God,' she said.
'He must have spotted you.'
I nodded at Hawk.
'He didn't spot me,' Hawk said.
Vinnie was looking for ways to improve his corn muffin. He broke off a piece and dunked it in his coffee, and ate it.
'Any improvement?' I said.
'Still tastes like a Frisbee,' Vinnie said.
'Are you sure?' Jocelyn said to Hawk.
'Yes.'
'Well, he's there. I've seen him.'
'When did you see him last?' I said.
'Last night, after the play. He was there, in the shadows, at the corner of my street.'
I looked at Hawk. He shook his head.
'You must have missed him,' I said to Hawk.
'Sho 'nuff,' Hawk said, his eyes full of amusement. Jocelyn wasn't looking at Hawk. She was giving me the all- out eye treatment.
'I'm frightened,' she said to me.
'Of course you are, I don't blame you. He ever threaten you?
Make any phone calls? Anything like that?'
'Yes. There've been… calls.'
'What did he say?'
She shook her head.
'They were, ah, dirty. Vicious and dirty.'
'Sexual threat?' I said.
'Yes. He said he was going to… do things to me.'
I nodded. Hawk nodded. Vinnie was surveying the room. The waitress showed up and poured some coffee unasked into Jocelyn's cup.
'Want a muffin?' she said.
Jocelyn shook her head.
'We got bagels, you want some. Or we can make you some toast.' Jocelyn shook her head.
'Frozen yogurt?'
