I got rid of the gun, leaving it in the holster, when I passed over the bridge, and a few moments later I was parked in the Japanese Garden parking lot. Give us a raincheck, Marge, Hank said.We're going down to the White Shark and shoot some pooi. It'll take all three of us to bring him down. It'll be a lot easier to throw it over the rail from the convertible. Besides, I'm not going to drive over thirty, and when I cross the bridge, before the Goodyear landing pad, I'm going to throw my pistol over the side. I shook my head.That's why I want you behind me, in case we have to run for it in the Vega. No sweat, Larry, Eddie said,if you want me to, I'll drive the convertible. If I don't have to worry about Don, I said,1 don't have to worry about anything. You don't have to worry about Don, Eddie said.Don's all right. There was an elevator on the other side of the building, and the residents who didn't want to climb the stairs could use that one. I hurried down the hall, opened the elevator door, and pulled out the red knob. Shouldn't one of us stay down here with the car? Eddie asked.
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