“Well, when I got to your balcony and saw just you and Specks, I knew things were going to be easy.”
“But it didn’t work out quite that way,” Biff said.
“No. I never thought Derek would be in danger.”
“And now he’s disappeared.”
Uncle Charlie nodded his head. He strode back into the room and stood, hands on hips, glowering down at the cowering Specks.
“Where is he?” Charlie demanded. “Where’s Dietz?”
Specks didn’t answer.
“Speak up, or I’ll make you talk.”
“I don’t know,” Specks replied. His high voice cracked as he answered. There was no doubt but that Specks was almost numb with fear.
Charles Keene reached down and grabbed the man by the shoulder. He shook him like an angry lion shaking its kill.