Our eyes met across the dance floor as the music played. My dance partner, Margie, kept looking toward the door, obviously hoping for Donny to appear, so as we talked I had plenty of opportunity to watch Eames.
Her partner, Mr. Eagerness, was trying to chat her up. The guy was obviously here to pick up women – I hoped Eames could see through his cheesy smile.
Margie ran off as soon as the music ended, but I'd gotten the information I needed. She was Donny's latest bank-robber pawn.
I felt restless as I told Eames what I'd learned. Eager Boy was circling. We needed to get out of there.
"We paid for the whole hour," she said. "Don't we have time for one dance?"
My impatience faded away. I reached for her hand.