"
"Later, then."
"Over and out and stuff like that."
Cade made it as far as the second-level escalators before Mandi stepped out
of a phone alcove and said, "Hi, there."
"Hi, yourself, milady. Superpeople changing in phone booths isn't exactly an
original concept, y'know."
"Then it's a good thing it doesn't have to be, isn't it? How'd the rest of
the visit go?"
"Good. You'll go on stage around midnight. Paul's gonna give me about
fifteen minutes to set things up. You'll be the last part of the show."
Mandi nodded. "Sounds fine. What about the car?"
Leading the way to the parking area, Cade said, "That's where we're going
now. I've got the keys to one of John's agency rentals. It's got about an eighth
of a tank, so we'll siphon it dry and give it a wash before we take it inside."
"A wash? At this hour? Where?"
"Around back at the loading docks. That's where they wash the hotel vans.
Manuel said he'd meet us there at eight and spiff it up inside and out for
twenty bucks."
"Manuel?"
"He's a hotel employee. He gets to keep the gas, too; all but enough to get
the car moving again later.
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