Monday, 11:47 a.m.
Leon and Bob walked into the Greenspoint Mall. They had covered little distance when Bob turned to the arcade at their right and pulled Leon in with him.
“I thought we were going to the pizza place?” Leon protested as Bob walked to the change machine.
“We are. But I want to look around first.” Bob pulled a few crumpled bills from his jeans pocket and walked over to the token machine while Leon loitered near the front and made a feeble attempt to look inconspicuous. Bob quickly returned and passed a handful of tokens to Leon.
“You play a game here near the entrance. I want to see if anyone is tailing us.”
Leon had stopped joking about his friend’s paranoia. Now he was thankful for it. He dutifully slipped ...