"Yeah," reaffirmed Wally, "you look worried."
"Maybe I am," admitted Cronin. "I'm going to forget it, though. Guess I've been jumping around too much lately. I don't know when this hit me, Wally. About a half an hour ago, I guess, in the restaurant."
"What was the matter?"
"Nothing. That's the trouble. While I was sitting there, it seemed as though somebody was looking at me.
There were some people there, but none of them was paying any attention to me. When I looked around it was all right, but as soon as I began to eat again, I felt just like I had before."
"Huh," grunted Wally.
"All right," said Steve Cronin. "That wasn't all of it. As I was looking at the table, a big shadow fell right in front of me. A shadow like a man's head, with eyes like fire that burned into you. Then it was gone. I looked up quick. Nobody near me."
* * *
WALLY made no reply.
"All the way back to the hotel," continued Cronin, "it seemed like some one was following me. Through the lobby — up the stairs."