“I aim to do that on my own account,” the old man muttered. “I’ve got a debt to square with them.”
“We both have,” said Penny. “Now this is what I want you to do. If I’m not in evidence when you get back, bring the police to the Green Room.”
“Where’s that?”
“It’s on this same floor. You go down the hall to the left, enter an unmarked door into another corridor, and finally through a green door which may be guarded. If necessary, force an entrance.”
“I don’t know what it’s all about,” the old man muttered. “But I’ll do as you say.”
“And hurry!” Penny urged.
She watched anxiously from the window until Peter Jasko had reached the bottom of the fire escape in safety. He ran across the yard, gaining the roadway without having been observed.
Returning once more to the main corridor, Penny glanced anxiously up and down. Hearing someone moving about at the far end of the hall, she went to investigate, certain that it was the cleaning woman putting away her mops and broom.
“You ain’t locked out again?” the maid asked as she saw Penny standing beside her.
“No, but I have another request. How would you like to earn some more money?”