Fetching The Main Event

Irene said to park somewhere less obvious this time. 

After dropping Sammy off at the hotel they were staying, I spent the rest of the time I had left casing the perimeter of Irene's block for somewhere she'd find acceptable. 

As if being tucked away behind a corner, a good walk away from the police station wasn't already discreet enough the other day, but whatever… girl cares very much about her image, I can respect that; and since I always aim to please, I'm more than pleased to say I might have aced the assignment.

I stowed myself away two streets back, parked just a little behind the corner of an alley that had a full unconcealed view of the front of the station where I sat on my bike, staking the joint, counting down the last few minutes 'till she comes out of those doors. 

The only way I could be even more inconspicuous was by being a complete total stranger. Yeah, maybe I could get some glasses, steal a wig, grow a mustache…