Shortly after dark, she left Riverwalk. The Westin Hotel is two blocks away, and she hoped maybe she could make it there without being gunned down on the sidewalk. Her clothes were different and hidden under a new black trench coat. The sunglasses and hat were also new. She was tired of spending good money on disposable clothes. She was tired of a lot of things. She made it to the Westin in one piece. There were no rooms, and she sat in the well-lit lounge for an hour drinking coffee. It was time to run, but she couldn't get careless. She had to think. Maybe she was thinking too damned much. Maybe they now thought of her as a thinker, and planned accordingly. She left the Westin, and walked to Poydras, where she flagged a cab. An elderly black man sat low behind the wheel. ''I need to go to Baton Rouge,'' she said. ''Lord, honey, that's a heckuva ride.'' ''How much?'' she asked quickly. He thought a second. ''A hundred and fifty.'' She crawled in the backseat and threw two bills over the seat. ''There's two hundred. Get there as fast as you can, and watch your rear. We may be followed.''
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