Jack had promised to cover Jamie until she got inside, but he’d hung on after that when he spotted Jensen’s Town Car idling across the street from The Light. If he and his goons made a move on the front door, Jack would have to act. Didn’t want that, because it most likely would involve gun play. He didn’t know what kind of marksmanship he’d be up against, but even if he got off unscathed, gunshots tended to attract cops.
So he crouched in a shadowed doorway and waited.
After five or ten minutes, the big car shifted into gear and roared off. Jack allowed himself to relax, but not too much. They might be simply driving around the block looking for another way in.
But when thirty minutes had passed and they didn’t show, he called it a night. Jamie was safe behind locked doors and an armed guard. Jack didn’t see what he could add to that.