Even from behind, I sensed he was nervous. He walked quickly down
the crowded sidewalk, with his coat shrugged high up and his head down.
Good, I thought. You can push them out of the way tonight, and
I'll follow. Nobody looks out for anybody, and the crowd tires me out.
I trailed him easily, all the way to 36th Street and down the
subway stairs. Maybe somebody was looking out for me after all. He
was still with me at the platform, elbowing his way to the front.
When we reached the ledge, he didn't stop. He hopped down onto