‘Rico owns a Roadmaster Buick. It’s a showy job, and it isn’t in the parking lot. It’s my bet they’ve taken Zoe somewhere in it. I’m going to try and trace it.’
‘Rather you than me,’ MacAdam said. ‘Sounds like you’ve got plenty of exercise coming to you.’
‘Watch Gil is and save your sympathy,’ Dal as snapped, and walked off to where he had parked his car.
The parking attendant came over as Dallas turned on his headlights. Dallas gave him half a buck.
‘Mr Rico took his car out about twenty minutes ago. I’m trying to find him. Know which way he went?’
‘He turned left and headed towards his apartment,’ the at endant said. ‘I reckon he’s gone home, although he’s never been as early as this before.’
Dallas nodded. He thought that was unlikely.
‘Mr Baird was with him, wasn’t he?’
‘That’s right.’
‘Anyone else?’