CHAPTER TWELVE
He took meticulous notes scribbled on paper in shorthand, and he went over everything after his task was complete. Camera on that street. Big-nosed woman always walks her dog at night. Building two has security checks and cameras.
A detailed blueprint came to his mind, like the universe with bright stars and a dark background. The stars were people and security cameras and uncertain locations, and the darkness was the streets and buildings that were of no interest to him.
Suddenly, his body twitched, an involuntary reaction that he believed came from a series of drug treatments that had since proven ineffective. Doctors, he inwardly mumbled. Liars. Every one of them. Only out for money. I’ve got a better prescription.
At eleven twenty-two at night, he walked a few blocks
