“Oh, just a twist. She works in the amusement arcade next door during the day and flashes a leg along the waterfront at night. You remember her. Her brother’s Ted Little, the guy who knocked off a couple of cops last year.”
“How do you know he’s with her?”
“I saw her take them in. If Adams hadn’t been in such a hurry to get down the stairs, he would have seen them too.”
“Can I get in there?”
Cutler shook his head.
“Not a hope. The whole district’s sewn up tight by now.”
“I’ll be right back,” Tux said grimly, and ran across the hall to the stairs. He whistled for Solly, who came up quickly and silently. “I know where he is,” Tux said. “Now we’ve got to get at him.”
Solly’s great black eyes blinked and he nodded. Together they returned to the desk.
“We’ll go up and take a look,” Tux said to Cutler. “Come on. Show us.”
Cutler shrugged.