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  64. AUTHOR’ S NOTE

“Yes, in high school and university theater. I played both leads and character parts.”

“Well,” Stone said, “we’ve got an important role for you.”

“Oh?”

“How much cash do you have on hand?”

“Do I have to pay to play?”

“Only temporarily.”

“I’ve got about sixty thousand in my briefcase. You may remember that I’ve given you forty thousand over the past week. Why don’t we use your money?”

“I’ve already wired it to New York,” Stone lied. “Unlike you, I don’t like to travel with a lot of cash.”

“To each his own,” Evan said. “I’ve always found cash on hand comforting.”

“It just makes me nervous.”

“What kind of role do you want me to play?”

“It’s the lead,” Stone replied.

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MANNY WHITE OPENED his desk drawer and picked up the throwaway cell phone that was ringing. “Yeah?”

“You know who this is?” she asked.

“Sure,” he said. “I wish you every profi table happiness.”

“Gee, thanks.”

“So how’s the new life?”

“On hold,” she said. “The old, old man has had a stroke, and he’s flown north. You should pull our friend off. He’s very hot here, anyway.”

“Okay. Shall I send him north in pursuit?”

“No. I don’t know how long he’ll be there; he hasn’t called me yet.”

“Call him, then.”

“I can’t; he left in a hurry when I was out, and he forgot his phone.”

“Okay, I’ll pull our guy out.”

“Tell him to avoid the airport. They’ll be checking cars on the highway, too.”

“You’ve got a boat, haven’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Take him up the road someplace, where he can rent a car.”

“They’ll be watching up there, too.”

“Then take him up to Key Largo. I’ll meet you there and drive him home.”

“I guess I could do that.”

He gave her the name of a marina. “You know it?”

“Yeah.”

“When will you be there?”

“I can leave first thing in the morning,” she said. “Tell him to call me on this number, and I’ll tell him how to find the boat.”

“Okay, I’ll call him now. We should be in Key Largo by late tomorrow afternoon. I’ll call you a couple of hours out and give you a better ETA. Hey, since you got some time off, you want to do a little work?”

She laughed. “Are you kidding? I’m never going to work again.”

He laughed, too. “Can’t blame you. Call me tomorrow.” He hung up.

She hung up, too, and she didn’t have to wait long for the call.

“Yes?”

“Hi, it’s Larry Lee,” he said.

“That’s the name these days, huh?”

“Always has been.”

“Manny told you what he wants to do?”

“Yeah, and it sounds good to me; I don’t like being holed up like this.”

“You know where the Key West Yacht Club is?”