“Well apart from a few women eyeing me up in the Wal-Mart restrooms, mission accomplished,” she said. “No one followed me. I made sure of that changing buses and trains. I’m now back in our room counting out the money. Would you believe it? It’s short a hundred bucks.”
Jake was relieved. Anna was safe, but the more dangerous part was still in play. “I’m worried. Wearing this ridiculous outfit with a crazy towel around my head, pretending to smoke weed -- but neither Sammy nor Mason has showed so far. Sammy’s limo is parked outside with his driver inside. It’s been nearly an hour now.”
“You think Emmy’s all right?”
“Anna, how the hell do I know that? I don’t have X-Ray eyes.”
She laughed. “That’s because you’re wearing the wrong costume.”
He had to smile. She had a way of putting him back in his place when he got too cocky. “Anna, I’d better go now,” he said, just in case anyone was wondering how a homeless guy can afford a cell phone.
“Okay, see you later DD,” she said and hung up. One thing he wasn’t going to do, and that was to confront either Mason or Sammy. Emmy would have to take her chances. After all, it was her plan. He sat back down on the bench and continued to wait.