He was dressed as I’d last seen him, in light blue denim pants and a navy blue pullover. “You forgot your coffee,” he said. “Or I forgot to give it to you. Day before yesterday, remember? You were gonna take a couple pounds home with you.”

“You’re right, I forgot.”

“For your girlfriend. Fine-looking woman. I got some coffee made. You’ll have a cup, won’t you?”

“Thanks.”

I went into the kitchen with him. I said, “You’re a hard man to get hold of.”

“Well, I sort of stopped checking with my service.”

“I know. Have you heard a newscast lately? Or read a paper?”

“Not lately. You drink it black, right?”

“Right. It’s all over, Chance.” He looked at me. “We got the guy.”

“The guy. The killer.”

“That’s right. I thought I’d come out and tell you about it.”

“Well,” he said. “I guess I’d like to hear it.”

* * *

I went through the whole thing in a fair amount of detail. I was used to it by now. It was the middle of the afternoon and I’d been telling the story to one person or another ever since I’d put four bullets into Pedro Antonio Marquez a little after two in the morning.

“So you killed him,” Chance said. “How do you feel about that?”

“It’s too early to tell.”

I knew how Durkin felt about it. He couldn’t have been happier. “When they’re dead,” he had said, “you know they’re not going to be back on the street in three years, doing it again. And this one was a fucking animal. He had that taste of blood and he liked it.”

“It’s the same guy?” Chance wanted to know. “There’s no question?”

“No question. They got confirmation from the manager of the Powhattan Motel. They also matched a couple of latent prints, one from the Powhattan and one from the Galaxy, so that ties him to both killings. And the machete’s the weapon used in both killings. They even found minute traces of blood where the hilt meets the handle, and the type matches either Kim or Cookie, I forget which one.”

“How’d he get into your hotel?”

“He walked right through the lobby and rode up in the elevator.”

“I thought they had the place staked out.”

“They did. He walked right past them, picked up his key at the desk and went to his room.”

“How could he do that?”