If he searches you and finds one microphone, he'll probably think that's all there is OK," said Latto Martinez gave Latto a torch and took one for himself. Then he took the recorder out of his car and closed the back door. Turning on their torches, they started up the hill. They passed a small wooden building on their left. Latto's torch lit up some information on the side of the building. He read, Danger Mountain Lions'. Below that it told you what to do if you met a mountain lion. Don't worry about that," said Martinez. "Lions come out of the countryside into the arboretum all the time, but we'll be staying close to these buildings. They won't come down here. At the top of the hill, Martinez looked down and to the left he theatre's down there," he said. "You wait for Crocker there. Remember get him talking when he arrives. When I think he's said enough, I'll come out "Where will you be?" asked Latto. Over there, behind those trees I'll keep well hidden until I've heard enough,' replied Martinez. Latto found an old chair in the open-air theatre and sat down. He looked at his watch. He had twenty minutes to wait. Time passed slowly. Latto thought back over the last three days. It all seemed completely unreal. Three days ago he had set off from Britain to find a new way to help some of his patients. Now he was trying to catch a man who had ordered a number of crimes, possibly including murder. Shortly before midnight, Latto heard a sound. Then there was quiet. Complete quiet for a long time. Suddenly there was a noise behind him. Latto stood up and turned round. A man was standing there, a gun in one hand, a bag in the other.