“She’d have peed her panties,” Gage replied as they headed to the emergency stairs.
Back at the truck, which they’d left in a parking lot across the street, a block from the building, Ash told them about seeing Patterson.
“I don’t think we need to hang around,” Kegan said. “We can figure he’s going to be there for a while.”
Gage disagreed. “There’s no guarantee of that, so, one of us should watch the alley until he leaves.”
“I agree,” Ash replied. He looked back toward the building. “I feel like breakfast.”
Kegan shook his head. “First off, the staff saw you in there yesterday, wearing glasses. We don’t need them wondering. Secondly, there’s no way you can spend half the day there, or more.”
“He drove down the alley from the street. He’ll probably leave the same way. We can watch from here, now that we know what he’s driving,” Gage said.
The others agreed, so they settled in.
“I hate stakeouts,” Ash grumbled an hour later, wriggling in the seat to get more comfortable.