Chapter 19

“I talked with Cole,” Quint said. “He wants to know when we’re getting together so you can fill us in on what you’ve found out.”

“Whenever’s convenient for you and him,” Gideon replied. “I’m at your disposal.”

“If we do it tonight, it would have to be after nine, when he’s closed the gallery.”

“That would be fine.”

“At the hotel?” Quint asked.

“Yes. Unless you want to make this very official and do it at the precinct.”

Quint snorted. “No thanks. Let me call Cole, and I’ll get back to you.”

While he waited for Quint’s call, Gideon ordered dinner from room service. He’d barely begun eating when his phone rang.

“Cole’s fine with tonight. He can be at the hotel around nine-thirty, so we’ll see you then.”

“Good,” was Gideon’s brief reply before hanging up.