The man said, “Wait a minute.”
Duffy paused. “You speaking to me?” he said, surprised.
The man held out his hand Duffy looked and saw he .. was holding a .25 automatic.
“You just bought it or something?” Duffy said, suddenly very cautious.
“You got the note-book on you, hand it over.” The man had a curious voice. It was deep-pitched with a little buzz in it.
Duffy said, “I did have, but it’s in the mail now.”
Just then the door opened and Sam came in. The man put his gun away. He didn’t seem to hurry, but the gun just disappeared.
Sam said, “There you are.”
The man looked at Duffy. His pale eyes were very threatening. Then he walked out of the toilet.
Duffy said, “Who’s that guy?”