 The clock kept staring at me. The minute hand beating its way around the circle. Twenty minutes to ten. That girl again checking up on me. Who did Bolster think he was kidding? He knew I had to answer that phone. Hello. Warren? Joe, you don't know how I've been trying to get you. All night. Yeah, I know. Your line's been... Oh, come right over, Joe. What's the matter? There's no time to talk. Just get here. Oh, well, I got a date, Warren. It's on my only night off. You know how mad you are.