by J.R. Bowles
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Rudy was getting tired; it was almost eleven. He had started to approach Michael a couple of times to just “accidentally” run into him, but he had realized Michael was following the black man and his girlfriend. His curiosity made him wait to see why. Something very strange was happening, and he was determined to find out what. He wondered if it had anything to do with his friend who worked the night shift dying or the man in the elevator. There were quite a few strange people checking into the hotel—stranger than usual—and they were all staying on the second floor.
He had sat in the park while they went over to the statue. He knew they would be back; the ferry boat embarked and returned to the same place. His feet were getting tired and he found himself a bench in sight of the terminal and waited there for them to return.
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Azid stood in the shadows watching his quarry leave for Liberty Island. One white man got on the boat; the other one found a bench and was waiting. At first he had thought the two men were both on the tail; then he realized the second one was just a gay who had been following the first one. But what the first one was up to, he still wasn't sure.
