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〃And coffee for me；〃 Dortmunder said。
〃Yes yes；〃 May said。
Murch's Mom； who was well…known as a poor loser； wrote down the scores and said； 〃You think you're pretty cute； don't you？〃
〃I've learned over the course of years；〃 Jimmy told her； 〃that defensive play is much more profitable in the long run。〃
〃The course of years？ Are you kidding me？〃
His face as innocent as a choirboy's； Jimmy said； 〃What's the score； anyway？〃
Murch's Mom tossed the pad across the table to him。 〃Read it yourself；〃 she said。
Dortmunder got his coffee from May； who then went back to her game。 Dortmunder walked around and around； drinking coffee and trying to limber up； and after a while Murch came in； with eggs and milk and butter and bread and a newspaper and a frying pan and a pale blue flight bag that said Air France on it and God knows what else。 Dortmunder said； 〃We gonna live here？〃
Murch's Mom said； 〃There's things we need。 Don't plain all the time。〃
Dortmunder said； 〃What's with the Air France bag？〃
May was pulling clothing out of it： sweater； socks； trousers； all boy…size。 〃Jimmy doesn't have anything to wear；〃 she said。 〃It's too cold for what he had on； and that's all dirty now anyway。〃
Murch said to Jimmy； 〃I'm sorry； kid； they didn't have an avocado。〃
〃That's okay；〃 Jimmy said。 'We can make a fine salad without it。〃
Dortmunder said； 〃Avocado？〃 Things； it seemed to him； were getting out of hand： Air France bags； avocados。 However； nobody else in this room seemed to think things were getting out of hand； and he knew better than to raise the question with any of them； so he went back to the dining room。
Where Kelp was wide awake； sitting up； reading Child Heist。 〃Morning；〃 Kelp said； grinning from ear to ear。 〃I slept like a top。 How about you？〃
〃Like a bottom；〃 Dortmunder told him。 〃My mattress leaked。〃
〃Oh； that's a shame。〃
〃Don't you ever get tired of that book？〃
'Well； we got the money switch ing up this afternoon；〃 Kelp said。 〃I thought I ought to refresh my memory； read that chapter again。 You oughta take a look at it； too。〃
〃Oh； yeah？〃
〃Absolutely；〃 Kelp said。 〃Chapter twelve。 Page a hundred and nine。〃
21
At exactly four P。M。 Ruth； in a pay phone at a Shell station in Patchogue； Long Island； made the second call。
〃Myers residence。〃
〃Let me talk to George Myers。〃
〃Who's calling； please？〃
〃Tell him；〃 Ruth said； 〃it's the people who have his kid。〃
〃One moment； please。〃
But it was only fifteen or twenty seconds before Myers was on the phone； saying； 〃How's Bobby？ Is he all right？〃
〃He's fine；〃 Ruth said。 〃You've got the money？〃
〃Yes。 Can't I speak to him？'
〃He isn't here。 You do right； you'll have him back tonight。〃
〃I'll do what you say； don't worry about that。〃 I'm not the one has to worry； Ruth said。 I want you to get into your car with the money。 Use the Lincoln。 You can bring your chauffeur along； but nobody else。〃
〃All right；〃 Myers said。 〃All right。〃
〃Drive over to Northern State Parkway；〃 Ruth told him； 〃and get up on the eastbound。 Drive at a steady fifty。 We'll meet you along the way。〃
〃Yes；〃 Myers said。 〃All right。〃
〃Do it now；〃 Ruth said； and hung up。 Going outside； she got into the Pinto； drove away from the Shell station； and headed for the other phone booth。
Northward； a block from the Myers estate； Parker and Krauss sat in the Dodge and waited。 Henley and Angie were back at the farmhouse； watching the kid。
〃Here he es；〃 Krauss said。
They watched the Lincoln go by； the chauffeur driving； Myers hunched forward nervously on the back seat。 When it was two blocks away； Krauss started the Dodge； and they moved off in its wake。
After a few blocks Parker said； 〃He's going the right way。 And there's nobody else with him。〃
〃Right。 There's a phone in this drugstore up here。〃
They let the Lincoln go on； heading for Northern State Parkway。 While Krauss stayed in the car； Parker went into the drugstore and called Ruth at the other pay phone。 She had just arrived； and picked it up on the first ring。 〃Yes？〃
〃He's on his way；〃 Parker said。 〃He'll be taking the ramp in maybe two minutes。〃
Ruth checked her watch； 〃Right；〃 she said。
Parker got back into the Dodge； and Krauss took off again in the wake of the Lincoln； which was no longer in sight。 They entered the parkway； Krauss lifted them to sixty…five； and soon they passed the Lincoln； moving obediently at fifty in the right lane。 In the back seat； Myers was still hunching forward。
In the phone booth； Ruth dialed the operator； and told her； 〃I want to call a mobile unit in a private car。〃
〃Do you have the number？〃
〃Yes； I do。〃
Krauss reached their exit； took the off ramp； looped around under the parkway； and stopped next to the wall of the overpass。 They'd chosen this exit with care； it having no nearby buildings or population。 Potato fields stretched away flat and dry in all directions； with stands of trees in the distance。 To the south the secondary road led to the first fringes of a town； but northward there were merely trees and the black top curving away out of sight。
In the limousine moving along the parkway like a slow black whale amid darting dolphins； George Myers leaned forward in his seat； staring at the road ahead； wondering when and how they would contact him。 The suitcase full of money was on the seat beside him。 Albert Judson； the chauffeur； kept his eyes on the road and the pace of the car at a steady fifty。
The telephone rang。
For the first few seconds； Myers was too disoriented to realize what that sound was。 His concentration had been too exclusively outside the car； out ahead of him where the kidnappers were waiting。 Now； startled； he looked quickly around； then suddenly understood。 That's why they wanted him to use the Lincoln； they intended to phone him。
He picked up the receiver； almost afraid of the black plastic。 Tentatively； he held it to his face。 〃Hello？〃
〃Myers？〃 It was the same woman's voice； cold and impersonal； with a tinge of roughness。
〃Yes；〃 he said。 〃I know who you are。〃
〃Tell your chauffeur to stop at mile marker eighty…seven。 At the small green sign。 You'll find a milk bottle there with a piece of paper in it。 That will give you your instructions。〃
〃Yes； I will。 But when…〃
She had hung up。 Myers held the phone a second longer； anxious； frustrated； then leaned forward again； saying； 〃Albert。〃
The chauffeur slightly turned his head； offering an ear。 〃Sir？〃
Myers cradled the telephone 〃We're to stop at mile marker eighty…seven；〃 he said。
〃Yes； sir。〃 And； a second later； 〃There's number eighty…six。〃
Myers watched the small green sign go by； then looked forward again。
It was a long mile； but at the end of it the chauffeur eased the Lincoln off onto the gravel and came to a smooth stop next to the sign with the cream numerals 87 on it。 〃Wait； Albert；〃 Myers said； and climbed from the car。
The milk bottle； looking like any piece of rubbish littering the edge of the highway； was on its side next to the sign。 Picking it up； Myers fished the scrap of paper out of it； then tossed the bottle away and read the instructions：
Stop at next overpass。 Drop suitcase on far v