"McBain you looked flushed!" Mews exclaimed. McBain nodded his head as he stepped into Mews' apartment-but not before looking over his shoulder.
"Darn right I'm flushed! I just ran twenty blocks," McBain said. He took a seat on the couch as Mews listened to his wheezing chest. "I'm gonna need to get into better shape if I'm gonna be outrunnin' bald blackmailers and other bad dudes." Mews smiled and offered McBain a cup of tea before they got started in on conversation. McBain looked up and heaved forth a phlemy laugh.
"I'm afraid ol' Regis here's gonna need somethin' a little stronger than tea," he said pulling out a silver flask from inside his jacket. He unscrewed the cap, took a long swig, and then let out a husky grunt. "Now, cat. Now I'm ready to do some talkin'."
"Mews, it's Regis McBain. Look, man, I think I'm being followed. There's this funny looking bald dude that's been lurking around my building all day."
"If that's the case," Mews said with an urgency in his voice, "we must meet at once. It sounds as if the blackmailer is upping the pressure on you. Why don't you join me at my place this evening so we can get this investigation underway?"
"I don't know man," McBain said looking over his shoulder. "What if this guy follows me to your place?"
"My building is secure. Besides, I won't tolerate being intimidated by persons unknown. Now, how does eight o'clock sound."
"Yeah, yeah okay," McBain said sounding breathless. "I'll try and ditch him on the road. Let's just see him try to catch up with me and Jackie."
"Jackie? And will you be bringing this Jackie along?" Mews asked.
"Oh, heck yes. Jackie's my '69 GTO hardtop dude!"
"McBain you looked flushed!" Mews exclaimed. McBain nodded his head as he stepped into Mews' apartment-but not before looking over his shoulder.
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