Jake Randolph, Private Investigator Pt. 83

After what seemed like an eternity, the goon I smacked with the bat but never spoke to came up the stairs, making a beeline for Diana's apartment. That must mean the one I exchanged words with was downstairs at the front desk, and he's the only one of the two that could recognize me. I needed to slip out of the building and follow them to see where they go. Probably back to Stane's casino.

I was turning to head for the fire escape when I heard something behind me. A door opened and someone stepped out into the hall...