It took them twenty minutes to reach a lonely stretch of the shore. As Ken got stiffly out of the boat he heard the distant engine of a motorboat.
Johnny heard it too, and he looked across the dark street.
“That’s Solly going back. We’ll have to get under cover fast.
Those two guys will come after us, and they’re a damn sight more dangerous than the cops.”
Leaving the boat, they walked quickly along the path that led towards the waterfront.
“If we run into a cop, let me handle him,” Johnny said.
It took them ten minutes to reach the line of shops and cafes that had been Ken’s starting-point.
The waterfront appeared deserted. The amusement arcade was in darkness. The only light that showed was the electric sign that flashed on and off above the hotel, spelling out the word WASHINGTON.
Then suddenly a cop appeared out of the darkness.
Both Johnny and Ken stopped short.