“You and I have a lot to talk about,” I said, casually. “Thank you for being on my side.”
She shivered. “Will they catch us?”
“They couldn’t catch a train,” I said, but I wasn’t all that happy. I wondered if they’d taken the number of my car at the hotel, and how soon it would be before the attendant gave it to Flaggerty. I wondered where in hell we were going to hole up, or if it’d be better to get out of town. . I didn’t want to get too far away because I was determined to go after Killeano. I had to be near at hand if I was going to bust him, and I was going to bust him all right.
“Listen, honey,” I said, in my soothing voice, “I want you to use your head. Is there anywhere
in town or near at hand where we could stay and be reasonably safe?”
She twisted around. “We’re going to get out of here,” she said wildly. “You don’t know what they’d do to me if they caught me.”
I patted her hand and nearly pushed in some guy’s fender who had pulled out suddenly from behind a truck. We cursed each other amiably.
“Now take it easy,” I said. “No one’s going to catch you. But we’re bucking the police, and they’ll seal up all the highways leading out of town. We shan’t get far with their two-way radio sets working against us. We’ll have to hole up until the heat’s cooled off. Then we’ll slide out one night, and blow.”
“We’d better go now,” she said, clenching her fists.
“Well be all right, but you must think. We want a nice snug hideaway for three or four days. Now think, and keep on thinking.”