I nodded automatically after figuring out he meant the gun I carried. Anyway, I was happy to let him lead on that part. Shane continued talking.
“I guess that you already know that you’re making a dangerous enemy. I certainly don’t want to be in your shoes after this.”
He leaned forward while Sally reached over and squeezed my arm.
“Joe, take us to the park.”
I glanced at her pale face and shook my head. My forced grin tried to reassure her. However, I recognized something else that O’Conner inadvertently told me by his observation. Antonio might let some of those in the cab leave to reduced witnesses. That scenario meant the judge and his bodyguard held no obligation to assist anyone forced to stay once Sally paid the money.
I should really think things through better. I frowned as my thoughts screamed at me.
The cab stopped in front of a bench where Judge Seabury talked with a group of small children. The elderly gentleman carried an air of authority. He wore horn-rimmed glasses and a bowler hat. His jacket lay over one leg as he intently listened to a young girl. When she finished, the man smiled and patted her head as he rose from his seat.
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