Clay shook his head. “No.”
“Nobody’s seen him,” Caesare said. “Sounds like his wife called in a missing person’s report and nobody can find him. What a shame, huh?”
“Carr probably threw him in jail.”
“Uh uh,” Caesare said shaking his head. “From what I hear they don’t know where he is either.”
The two exchanged a puzzled look. After a long moment, a grin began to spread across both their faces. They turned and began walking away from the park. “So what now?” asked Caesare. “I still get my pension right?”
Clay stopped and frowned at him. “Man, I’m sorry, I told Borger he could have it.”
Caesare laughed. “Damn John, I wasn’t even cold yet.”
Clay smiled at him and looked up at the setting sun. “Actually, I thought I might take a drive south to Miami. Maybe check out the aquarium. I hear they’re doing some interesting things down there.”