Being well prepared is always right.

Although there were few taxis available, Jimmy finally managed to hail one and arrived back at his apartment in Manhattan past 2 a.m. Despite the late hour, he called Justin. For Justin's bar, it wasn't closing time yet.

Jimmy, "Are you familiar with that guy? Is he reliable? Do you have a secure line?"

Justin, startled by Jimmy's omitting his and Romany's names, quickly responded, "Come to the hotel tomorrow afternoon; the line there is secure," he said and then hung up.

A smile spread across Jimmy's face. Justin's vigilance was still sharp; that was good. If he had spoken directly over the phone, it likely would have been a trap. Frankly, since his training at the FBI Academy, he had lost all faith in the confidentiality of telephone communications. The FBI had too many ways to obtain call information; the only question was whether they had the authority to tap into other systems.