“Nothing’s the matter. I’m just checking out. I don’t like cops — a bunch of damn busybodies, if you ask me, messing around and wanting to take a guy’s fingerprints.”
“Did they want yours?”
“Yep.”
“Get them?”
“Nope.”
“Where,” Mason asked, “is Alden Leeds now?”
“Out attending to some business.”
“Do you know where he is?”
“He’ll show up when he gets ready.”
Mason said, “I’m very anxious to see him. It’s important.”