Ambush at the CampChapter 3
Tuesday came when it was expected, and I finished my preparations for my visit to the penthouse of the Prince Hardin hotel. I left home at 9:00 o'clock and had no trouble finding a place to park at that hour. I was already wearing my working outfit under a conventional pants and shirt. Beside a few other gadgets, I was carrying my air gun and that Colt .45 I had picked up at the camp. The Colt was more for its intimidation effect than for anything else. I was planning to use the air gun for...