i turn and watch out of the back window , keeping my eye on the cars that weave through the traffic after us . the woman he 'd rescued from the basement was out there . besides , you would n't have the guts to talk to me without a little liquid courage . '' vincent immediately dropped his head , his eyes darting to the girl . one of them continuously pulled on the locked door as if expecting someone to let them in . because he had to be somewhere . against the walls , between the tables and bench seats . 