Chapter 24

“Where is he?” Spade was busy with his cigarette. “Who?” “The fairy.” The hazel eyes’ gaze went up Spade’s chest to the knot of his maroon tie and rested there. “What do you think you’re doing, Jack?” the boy demanded. “Kidding me?” “I’ll tell you when I am.” Spade licked his cigarette and smiled amiably at the boy. “New York, aren’t you?” The boy stared at Spade’s tie and did not speak. Spade nodded as if the boy had said yes and asked: “Baumes rush?” The boy stared at Spade’s tie for a moment longer, then raised …