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The other nodded. 'Yeah. Every one. Twenty-five are on the day shift, the rest are on at night.'

'What for?' Russo asked.

'How long ago did this happen,' Nicholas said.

'Not a one,' Russo said. 'I worked on it alone.'

'What's happening?' Tomkin said.

On the way back up to the top of the tower, he said, 'What do you think, Mr Linnear?'

'Okay. I'll see to it then.'

'What for?' Russo asked.

'What's happening?' Tomkin said.

The doors opened and Nicholas sprinted down the corridor, leaving the other behind, staring at him. He pushed past Frank. Tomkin was on the phone, behind his desk. He put a palm over the moudipiece. 'Well,' he said, 'what gives? Did you find-'

'And no one knows about this?'

'What's happening?' Tomkin said.

'Well, hey, give me this for a sec -' He took the sheaf of paper from Nicholas's grasp, leafed through the accordion sheets. 'Here!' His forefinger stabbed at the sheet. 'Here's his address, 547 hey, wait a minute I That address is too far west. It's a phony!'

'And no one knows about this?'

'Okay. I'll see to it then.'

'What's happening?' Tomkin said.

'Okay,' Nicholas said. 'Let's go.' He stood up.

'All twenty-five here today?' Nicholas asked. 'None called in sick?'

'Hang up,' Nicholas said. He was circling the desk, probing. His fingertips never left the surface of the oiled wood.

'What's happening?' Tomkin said.

'Said he was sick.' He put the cold stub back into his mouth. 'Didn't look too good neither.'

'Hang up,' Nicholas said. He was circling the desk, probing. His fingertips never left the surface of the oiled wood.

'Good,' Nicholas said, still moving. 'I'd like to talk to you -'

The doors opened and Nicholas sprinted down the corridor, leaving the other behind, staring at him. He pushed past Frank. Tomkin was on the phone, behind his desk. He put a palm over the moudipiece. 'Well,' he said, 'what gives? Did you find-'

'Okay,' Nicholas said. 'Let's go.' He stood up.

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