“Did you talk to Dino about this?”
“He didn’t seem too interested in talking to me.”
“She’s moving from hotel to hotel, every day,” Stone said. “We know she’s already been to the Breakers and the Brazilian Court.”
“How many hotels in this burg?” Guido asked.
“Lots.”
“Anything else you can tell me?”
“She may be driving a silver Volvo sedan, but I can’t swear to that.”
“That ain’t much,” Guido said.
“I know, but it’s all I’ve got. Do you have any help?”
“I got a couple guys and a Lear waiting at the airport with a doctor and a nurse.”
“Good. Want some advice?”
“Why not?”
“She seems to have been following me. I suggest you follow me, too, but from a distance.”
“Yeah, that sounds good.”
“Do you know her?”
“Since she was in diapers; I used to change them.”
“She knows you, then?”
“Oh, yeah; since she’s old enough to talk she’s called me Uncle Guido.”
“Well, Guido, if she’s that fond of you, she might not be so inclined to take a shot at you.”
Guido nodded solemnly. “And she’s a hell of a shot,” he said. “I know. I taught her in her papa’s basement, when she was fourteen.”
“I noticed you’re carrying,” Stone said.
Guido threw up his hands. “Don’t worry, I’m not here to off her. Those are not my instructions.”
Stone didn’t doubt that if those were his instructions, Guido would carry them out with alacrity. “I’m glad to hear it,” he said. “Suppose you see her? How are you going to handle this?”
“Decisively,” Guido said. “I’m not here to fuck around.”
“Are the people with you good?”
“The best. They’d do anything for the old man.”
“I suggest you lose the hardware. If I can spot it, anybody can spot it, and the local cops aren’t going to take kindly to out-of-towners packing iron on their streets.”
“What are the local cops like?” Guido asked.
“Professional. They’ve got a smart chief, and you don’t want to mess with him or any of his men.”
“We’ll play it cool, then,” Guido said.