Which meant I needed to formulate a plan, fast. Whoever was coming to buy the gold off Hall and Schmidt probably weren't Rotarians. They were more than likely mobsters or gangsters of some stripe. Colonel Hall was probably packing heat as well. The Luger's clip only held eight bullets, assuming it was a full clip.
So, needless to say, I didn't want to get in a gunfight with either side of this illicit transaction. I figured it would be best to stake the place out and then follow Hall and Schmidt until I was presented an opportunity to nab them...