Chapter 29
Earlier in the evening, he had watched from his vantage point on the roof of a building across from the agency as the EMTs rolled out a man on a stretcher, put him into an ambulance, and drove away. So he saw the man he presumed was Ric Baron when he took off seconds later, following the ambulance, and made note of what the guy drove. He knew the man he’d wounded, if not killed, was Moore because the woman in the agency’s front office had mentioned him by name when she’d gone to see if he was available to talk to a new client. Too bad for him she thought I’d left when she got back. Closets are so handy at times.
When he arrived at the hospital, he checked the lots close to the emergency room, finally locating Baron’s car parked in one half a block away. He found a spot at the far end of the lot and settled in to wait for Baron to return.