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tality。 If I gotta run； I'm taking everybody who loves me。 Then his brother rapes a girl； they think； and suddenly every cop in Alabama and Florida is looking for them。 Some pretty bad luck； really。〃
〃What about his mother？〃 Mr。 Morolto asked。
Lazarov and DeVasher nodded at the great man and acknowledged this very intelligent question。
Lazarov： 〃No； purely coincidental。 She's a very simple woman who serves waffles and knows nothing。 We've watched her since we got here。〃
DeVasher： 〃I agree。 There's been no contact。〃
Morolto nodded intelligently and lit a cigarette。
Lazarov： 〃So if they're here； and we know they're here； then the feds and the cops also know they're here。 We've got sixty people here； and they got hundreds。 Odds are on them。〃
〃You're sure they're all three together？〃 Mr。 Morolto asked。
DeVasher： 〃Absolutely。 We know the woman and the convict checked in the same night at Perdido； that they left and three hours later she checked in here at the Holiday Inn and paid cash for two rooms and that she rented the car and his fingerprints were on it。 No doubt。 We know Mitch rented a U…Haul Wednesday in Nashville； that he wired ten million bucks of our money into a bank in Nashville Thursday morning and then evidently hauled ass。 The U…Haul was found here four hours ago。 Yes； sir； they are together。〃
Lazarov： 〃If he left Nashville immediately after the money was wired； he would have arrived here around dark。 The U…Haul was found empty； so they had to unload it somewhere around here； then hide it。 That was probably sometime late last night； Thursday。 Now； you gotta figure they need to sleep sometime。 I figure they stayed here last night with plans of moving on today。 But they woke up this morning and their faces were in the paper； cops running around bumping into each other； and suddenly the roads were blocked。 So they're trapped here。〃
DeVasher： 〃To get out； they've got to borrow； rent or steal a car。 No rental records anywhere around here。 She rented a car in Mobile in her name。 Mitch rented a U…Haul in Nashville in his name。 Real proper ID。 So you gotta figure they ain't that damned smart after all。〃
Lazarov： 〃Evidently they don't have fake IDs。 If they rented a car around here for the escape； the rental records would be in the real name。 No such records exist。〃
Mr。 Morolto waved his hand in frustration。 〃All right； all right。 So they're here。 You guys are geniuses。 I'm so proud of you。 Now what？〃
DeVasher's turn： 〃The Fibbies are in the way。 They're in control of the search； and we can't do nothing but sit and watch。〃
Lazarov： 〃I've called Memphis。 Every senior associate in is on the way down here。 They know McDeere and his wife real well； so we'll put them on the beach and in restaurants and hotels。 Maybe they'll see something。〃
DeVasher： 〃I figure they're in one of the little motels。 They can give fake names； pay in cash and nobody'll be suspicious。 Fewer people too。 Less likelihood of being seen。 They checked in at the Holiday Inn but didn't stay long。 I bet they moved on down the Strip。〃
Lazarov： 〃First； we'll get rid of the feds and the cops。 They don't know it yet； but they're about to move their show on down the road。 Then； early in the morning； we start door to door at the small motels。 Most of these dumps have less than fifty rooms。 I figure two of our men can search one in thirty minutes。 I know it'll be slow； but we can't just sit here。 Maybe when the cops pull out； the McDeeres will breathe a little and make a mistake。〃
〃You mean you want our men to start searching hotel rooms？〃 Mr。 Morolto asked。
DeVasher： 〃There's no way we can hit every door； but we gotta try。〃
Mr。 Morolto stood and glanced around the room。 〃So what about the water？〃 he asked in the direction of Lazarov and DeVasher。
They stared at each other； thoroughly confused by the question。
〃The water！〃 Mr。 Morolto screamed。 〃What about the water？〃
All eyes shot desperately around the table and quickly landed upon Lazarov。 〃I'm sorry； sir； I'm confused。〃
Mr。 Morolto leaned into Lazarov's face。 〃What about the water； Lou？ We're on a beach； right？ There's land and highways and railroads and airports on one side； and there's water and boats on the other。 Now； if the roads are blocked and the airports and railroads are out of the question； where do you think they might go？ It seems obvious to me they would try to find a boat and ease out in the dark。 Makes sense； don't it； boys？〃
Every head in the room nodded quickly。 DeVasher spoke first。 〃Makes a hell of a lot of sense to me。〃
〃Wonderful；〃 said Mr。 Morolto。 〃Then where are our boats？〃
Lazarov jumped from his seat； turned to the wall and began barking orders at his lieutenants。 〃Go down to the docks！ Rent every fishing boat you can find for tonight and all day tomorrow。 Pay them whatever they want。 Don't answer any questions； just pay 'em the money。 Get our men on those boats and start patrolling as soon as possible。 Stay within a mile of shore。〃
Shortly before eleven； Friday night； Aaron Rimmer stood at the checkout counter at an all…night Texaco in Tallahassee and paid for a root beer and twelve gallons of gas。 He needed change for the call。 Outside； next to the car wash； he flipped through the blue pages and called the Tallahassee Police Department。 It was an emergency。 He explained himself； and the dispatcher connected him with a shift captain。
〃Listen！〃 Rimmer yelled urgently； 〃I'm here at this Texaco； and five minutes ago I saw these convicts everybody is looking for！ I know it was them！〃
〃Which convicts？〃 asked the captain。
〃The McDeeres。 Two men and a woman。 I left Panama City Beach not two hours ago； and I saw their pictures in the paper。 Then I stopped here and filled up； and I saw them。〃
Rimmer gave his location and waited thirty seconds for the first patrol car to arrive with blue lights flashing。 It was quickly followed by a second； third and fourth。 They loaded Rimmer in a front seat and raced him to the South Precinct。 The captain and a small crowd waited anxiously。 Rimmer was escorted like a celebrity into the captain's oflice； where the three posites and mug shot were waiting on the desk。
〃That's them！〃 he shouted。 〃I just saw them； not ten minutes ago。 They were in a green Ford pickup with Tennessee plates； and it was pulling a long double…axle U…Haul trailer。〃
〃Exactly where were you？〃 asked the captain。 The cops hung on every word。
〃I was pumping gas； pump number four； regular unleaded； and they eased into the parking lot； real suspicious like。 They parked away from the pumps； and the woman got out and went inside。〃 He picked up Abby's posite and studied it。 〃Yep。 That's her。 No doubt。 Her hair's a lot shorter； but it's dark。 She came right back out； didn't buy a thing。 She seemed nervous and in a hurry to get back to the truck。 I was finished pumping； so I walked inside。 Right when I opened the door； they drove within two； feet of me。 I saw all three of them。〃
〃Who was driving？〃 asked the captain。 Rimmer stared at Ray's mug shot。 〃Not him。 The other one。〃 He pointed at Mitch's posite。
〃Could I see your drive