"All right," he said. "I have to admit you knew what you were talking about. But if you didn't do this, who did?"
"Just a minute and you will have an answer to your question," she replied.
A block beyond the machine gun, a tall figure lounged in the doorway of a ruined building.
"Hi, kids," he said.
At the first sound of the deep bass voice Zen knew that this was West. The craggy man nodded to him. West did not seem in the least surprised to see Zen.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Zen said.
"I had business here," West said, in a tone of voice that made Zen feel like an errant schoolboy being reproved by a kind, but firm, teacher.
"Did you make those people go to sleep?" Zen continued.
"Has somebody been sleeping?" West answered. "Hmm."
"Yes," Zen said.