One Endless Hour by Dan Marlowe

Author:Dan Marlowe [Marlowe, Dan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dan Marlowe Books, LLC
Published: 2011-11-22T05:00:00+00:00

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I started early in the morning.

I slept well, something I had been doing infrequently recently. I used to think I didn’t have a nerve in my body, but recent events made me aware that even at a subconscious level, I knew I was in a tighter financial box than I had been in years.

My money was running out. I still had the jar buried in the Colorado mountains, but if I retrieved that and got into a jam afterward, I had absolutely nothing else to fall back on. Without a reserve such as the Colorado jar represented, a situation like the one I’d found myself in at the prison hospital in Florida could well have been the end of the line.

It was a relief to be in action again, however tenuously. I wouldn’t really know if it was action or not until I saw the contents of the Schemer’s kit, of course. The week of making no progress with Rudy Hernandez hadn’t been wasted, though. I had time to practice with the contents of the makeup kit the blonde in Pensacola had sold me, and I was satisfied that now only a professional eye would be able to discern the plastic-surgery scars beneath the makeup. It was a bonus that with further practice I could become adept at making subtle changes in my appearance. I could sufficiently alter skin tone and shadows before going on a job so that descriptions would be confusing. All I really needed was to knock over a quick one and remove the hot breath of financial insecurity from the back of my neck.

I reached Richmond at noon the second day. I used the driver’s license supplied by Blind Tom Walker when I asked for mail at the General Delivery window. The clerk handed me a large manila envelope that had seventy-two cents worth of stamps on it to cover the indicated first-class postage.

The bulk of the envelope disturbed me. It suggested an extremely detailed plan, which in turn pointed to a complicated job. I hadn’t time for such a caper. I went back to the VW and drove to the Holiday Inn on Route 301. After checking in, I stopped off in the coffee shop for a chicken sandwich and a glass of iced tea, then went to my room. I locked and chain-latched the door, sat down in an armchair, and opened the envelope.

The bulkiness of its contents was explained immediately. It was made up of sheet after sheet of stiff-paper line drawings, which in effect were blueprints of the floor plan of a bank. In addition, there were page after page of biography on the habits of the bank employees, both at work and at home.

There were an additional two pages in single-spaced elite type describing the police routines for the area. The bank was in a suburb where official jurisdiction overlapped, and the typewritten sheets gave chapter and verse on the schedules of both the city police force and the sheriff’s department of the county.

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