“We have to get it to the buyer before midnight.” He and the crew were on Fifth Street, parked in a van provided for the occasion by Mr. Babylon. The Blackmoore Building was half a block north, between Figueroa and Flower Streets, with a picturesque view of the Bonaventure Hotel. “You’ve reminded us of that like twenty times in the last hour,” said Sally. All four of them were seated in the back of the van with their equipment—a bag of gear for Coop, plus a jar about the size of a coffee can. Sm...all scrabbling sounds came from inside it, like an insect mosh pit. Tintin sat in the very rear of the van, as far from the jar as possible. “Well, it’s good to remember,” said Coop. “Right,” said Morty. “But what happens if Fast Eddie doesn’t make it in? I mean, what if he falls off the roof or something?” Everyone looked at Coop. He picked up the jar and shook it. The scrabbling got louder. Morty nodded. Sally moved to the back of the van with Tintin. “Any other questions?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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