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  64. AUTHOR’ S NOTE

“Yeah, I guess so.”

They started to walk around Key West Bight, checking other marinas, but got nowhere.

“I think that’s what we need,” Stone said, pointing at a boats-for rent sign.

“Feed me first,” Dino said, pointing at a sign that said raw bar.

“Okay, but keep an eye peeled for Keating.”

“I only saw his back,” Dino said, “but if I see a familiar back, I’ll let you know.”

“What would I do without you?” Stone asked.

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STONE AND DINO walked into the Raw Bar, a large, opensided barn of a place, which was rapidly filling for lunch. They were given the last free table along the waterfront, overlooking the marina area. As they sat down, Dino looked over the railing into the water and pointed.

“Hey, look at that,” he said.

Stone peered into the water and saw half a dozen large fi sh measuring about four feet each, swimming among a lot of smaller ones.

“I guess they know where to go for lunch,” he said. Dino was perusing the menu. “I want conch something,” he said.

“What have they got?”

“How about conch fritters?”

“Sounds okay to me.”

A fetching girl—all the waitresses were fetching—took their order and brought them glasses of iced tea.

“How long have we got to find this guy and get him to sign?”

Dino asked.

“A week, give or take.”

“So we’re down to six days?”

“I guess. I mean, it can’t be that hard. When he hears how much money is coming to him, he’ll be glad to see me.”

“You’d think.” Dino got out his cell phone, made a call and got up. “Signal’s not too good; excuse me a minute.” He walked a few feet away and seemed happier.

Stone sipped his tea and looked around at his fellow diners. They all looked like tourists, but in Key West everybody was dressed like a tourist.

Dino came back and sat down. “I talked to Tommy again; I wanted to know the circumstances of the arrest. Seems his people were following a guy named Charley Boggs, who they suspected of being an importer/dealer. They tailed him around for a while, then he parked in the parking lot of a municipal building on Simonton Street. He sits in the car for five minutes, then Evan Keating and Gigi Jones pull up in a convertible and park next to Charley Boggs, who’s in a van. Some words are exchanged between the two cars, and then Tommy’s people move in and arrest everybody.