He let her withdraw her hands, but he still blocked her escape. She moved a pace backward and straightened her clothing. "I don't know what happened. I was looking for someone too."
He smiled again. "And then you ran."
"I don't know why. I guess—"
"What's your name."
"Nora—Nora Spade."
"You slept through it too?"
"Yes ... yes. I slept through it and came out and they were all gone."
"Let's get out of this alley." He preceded her out, but he waited for her when there was room for them to walk side by side, and she did not try to run away. That phase was evidently over.
"I got slipped a mickey in a tavern," Frank Brooks said. "Then they slugged me and put me in a hole."
His eyes questioned. She felt their demand and said, "I was—asleep in my hotel room."