“First I need to see the area you think Barone’s using,” Tate said, dropping change on the table for the coffee he hadn’t drunk and getting up. This may be the dumbest thing I’ve done in a long list of them, but I have to find Gwen. If it takes working with Van again…As I said, we’re adults.
He started toward the front of the diner, only to have Van stop him.
“We’ll use the back door. Less chance of us being seen together by anyone who might be interested in you. Barone’s undoubtedly got his people on the alert, since you killed Hicks. You’re probably damned lucky they haven’t found you yet.”
“I’ve been careful,” Tate replied. “Well, sort of,” he admitted a second later. “At least I’m not dressed the way I was when I visited the club.”
Van shook his head. “You’re still not invisible. W
