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Pedro Luz whispered to Churrito:Remember to get their car keys. They left the damn files in the car.

Churrito held up the briefcase. It was plainly stuffed with something, possibly fifty thousand in cash.

Really? I'm having the time of my life. Bud Schwartz stood up and approached the two strangers.Where's the old man?

You don't miss a trick.

Danny Pogue wasn't paying attention. He was talking about a TV program that showed a male baboon killing a zebra, that's how strong they were. A monkey that could kill something as big as a horse Bud Schwartz was tuned out entirely; he was sizing up the two new men. The tall one, God Almighty, he was trouble. Built like a grizzly but that wasn't the worst of it; the worst was the eyes. Bud Schwartz could spot a doper two miles away; this guy was buzzing like a yellow jacket. The other one was no prize, dull-eyed and cold, but at least he was of normal dimensions. What caught Bud Schwartz's eye was the Cordovan briefcase that the smaller man was carrying.

Pedro Luz checked over both shoulders to make sure there were no tourists around. In the same motion his right hand casually fished into the waistband of his trousers for the Colt. Before he could get to it, something dug into his right ear. It was another gun. A burglar with a gun Pedro Luz was consumed with fury.

The first thing they noticed about Monkey Mountain was the stink, which Churrito likened to that of a mass grave. Next came the insistent clamor of the creatures themselves, clinging to the chicken wire and extending miniature brown hands in hopes of food. Churrito lit up a Marlboro and handed it to a rhesus, who took a sniff and hurled it back at him. Pedro Luz didn't think it was the least bit funny; he was sinking into one of his spells-every heartbeat sent cymbals crashing against his brainpan. An act of irrational violence was needed to calm the mood. It was fortunate, then, that the monkeys were safely on the other side of the chicken wire. Every time one appeared on the mesh over his head, Pedro Luz would jump up and smash at it savagely with his knuckles. This exercise was repeated every few seconds, all the way to the Baboon Tree.

They did. Now be quiet.

Danny Pogue joined him on the concrete bench.So how much is he gonna bring?

Where's the files? asked Pedro Luz.

Churrito laughed.Good work, he said to Pedro Luz.Excellent.

Churrito laughed.Good work, he said to Pedro Luz.Excellent.

You don't miss a trick.

Pedro Luz whispered to Churrito:Remember to get their car keys. They left the damn files in the car.

We give 'em to the old man and nobody else.

Churrito held up the briefcase. It was plainly stuffed with something, possibly fifty thousand in cash.

In the parking lot, Pedro Luz and Churrito got into a heated discussion about bringing the IV rack. Churrito prevailed on the grounds that it would attract too much attention.

Pedro Luz whispered to Churrito:Remember to get their car keys. They left the damn files in the car.

Bud Schwartz said,Don't move. The words fluttered out. Danny Pogue gaped painfully.

Bud, I don't like this.

Get ready, he said to Danny Pogue.

Bud Schwartz said,Don't move. The words fluttered out. Danny Pogue gaped painfully.

Get ready, he said to Danny Pogue.

You don't miss a trick.

Bud Schwartz said,Don't move. The words fluttered out. Danny Pogue gaped painfully.

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