‘I think so. He wants to look the territory over first.’
‘What happened? Tel me everything. I want to know exactly what was said.’
He sat on the bed and listened while she gave him a detailed account of the meeting. When she had finished, he lit a cigarette and smiled at her, his thin, handsome face animated.
‘That’s fine. Of course he’l do it. I knew I wasn’t mistaken in my man. He’s really got something.
What did you think of him, Eve?’
She gave a little shiver.
‘He frightened me. He’s dangerous, Adam. There’s something about him — he — he’s like a wild animal: like a tiger.’
‘He’s a kil er,’ Gil is said admiringly. ‘One of the few genuine killers left. There never were many: Dillinger, Nelson, the Barkers — you can count them on your fingers. Baird’s about the last of them, and he’s just the right man for the job.’
‘Adam, this whole business is worrying me,’ she said, sit ing forward. ‘It’s too dangerous. Even if you succeeded in getting Hater out of prison, what makes you think he’s going to tel you where the jewels are hidden?’
The animation in his face went away, and the shifty expression returned.