“Alfredo has agreed to meet me with me?”
“No. I’m thinking of taking a suite in the hotel myself,” Castillo said, “and thought I’d have a look at yours first.”
“It’s on the fourth floor, 407,” Pevsner said. “There is a stairway, then the elevators, and 407 is the second door on the right.”
“And who would be in 407 if I decided to call?”
“No one. May I make a proposal?”
“Go ahead.”
“You tell me when you can be there and I will get there ten minutes before you do. There is a basement garage…”
“People have been known to get whacked in basement garages.”
“There is also an outside parking garage. But people going to and from it are far more visible than those using the basement garage. Your choice.”
“That’s your proposal?”
“I will have János check out the suite or he and I will check it out.”
“And then?”
“There is a lobby bar. If you park outside, walk across the lobby and there it is. If you park in the basement, there is an elevator. Take it to the lobby floor and then turn right. János will go there and bring you to the suite.”
“You will come to the bar,” Castillo said.
“All right.”
“I can leave here in five minutes and it will take me twenty minutes to get there,” Castillo said.
“Thank you. And tell Alfredo I said thank you.”
“Twenty-five minutes, Alek. Be there,” Castillo said and broke the connection.
“It’s only ten minutes from here to the Sheraton, Karl,” Munz said, in German.
“I know,” Castillo said. ?
??As soon as Davidson and Kensington get in the Bimmer, we’ll go to the basement parking garage in this. Jack, you wait five minutes and then you go there. Tell Bradley to drive slowly.”
“I’m not sure Bradley knows where the hotel is, Carlos,” Solez said, in Spanish.
“Good. In case somebody’s watching, let them see him looking for it as if he doesn’t know where it is,” Castillo said. “When you get to the basement, park somewhere where we can get out in a hurry. Pevsner probably will be in a big black Mercedes, an S600, operative word probably.”
“Got it,” Davidson said. “I’m a little confused, Charley. Are you going to be in that bar or what?”
“Not on your life. If Pevsner shows up when he’s supposed to, in the basement garage, the minute he gets out of it we’ll get out and join him. And go right to his suite. That’s when we’ll really have to have our back covered.”
“Got it,” Davidson repeated.
“Okay you two. Get in the BMW.”
Davidson and Kensington moved to the car. Kensington returned to hand Castillo a small package just as Solez was starting the engine.
Castillo opened it. It was the Micro Uzi and its magazines.
“Not to worry, Ace,” Delchamps said. “Everybody gets a little forgetful once in a while, especially when they get older.”