Barratt draped the coat over my shoulders, and wrapped a silk scarf around my mouth to hide the tape.
‘We shan’t meet again, Malloy,’ he said to me. ‘Maybe I’ll see you, but you won’t see me.’ He shoved me towards Dedrick. ‘Get going.’
Dedrick took my arm and led me into the passage.
There was no one to see us get into the elevator. When the elevator came to rest at the ground floor, Dedrick dug the gun into my side.
‘Don’t forget, one false move and you get it,’ he said I could see sweat running down his face.
We walked into the lobby. He shoved me across the stretch of carpet to the front entrance, down the steps to the Buick.
Two girls were walking up the drive. They glanced at us without interest, passed us and entered the lobby.
Dedrick opened the rear door.
‘Get in!’
As I bent forward to get in the car, Dedrick smashed his gun butt down on my head.