KLEMPNER
Bech speaks quietly. "There he is now. The green saloon, just coming around the corner. You got him?"
"I've got him. Where's the girl?"
"Not seen her."
The area's run-down, grubby, populated by cheap houses and tired people
Squalid little dump...
Should demolish the lot...
Living here... After everything I offered her...
Gave her...
Bech eyes me. I regather my thoughts. "Good. We'll take Conners now..."
The car indicates, pulling over. Conners steps out, then rummages inside, taking out a briefcase and a newspaper, putting them on top of the car then stooping back inside.
He's put on weight...
Too much of the good life and home cooking...
A swarm of small girls in witch's outfits, skeleton-painted dungarees and goblin masks giggles by.
Bech stirs, but I say, "Wait 'til these kids have moved along."