“Leave me alone!” Pete exclaimed, and backed away.
Too late, Gollowitz realized he had given himself away. He twisted his face into a forced bland smile, but he saw the look of horror on Frances’s face.
“Don’t you want to take Weiner along with you as well as Miss Coleman?” Conrad asked quietly. “I doubt if he’ll come, but at least you can ask him.”
His eyes glittering with rage, Gollowitz turned to Frances.
“Come along, Miss Coleman. I’ll get you a cab.”
“Don’t go with him!” Pete shouted. “He belongs to the organization. Stay here where you are safe! Don’t go with him!”
Gollowitz put out his hand and laid it gently on Frances’s arm.
“I don’t know who this fellow is, but he sounds crazy to me,” he said. “Let’s go, Miss Coleman.”
Frances shuddered and jumped back.
“No! I’m going to stay here. I don’t want to go with you. I won’t go with you!”