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

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

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

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

'And no one knows about this?'

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

Tomkin stared down at Nicholas's hands as if they were disembodied entities. He lifted the receiver to his ear, mumbled a few words and hung up.

'And no one knows about this?'

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

'None sick. They're all here as far as I can tell.'

'Right. About what happened downstairs.' Nicholas knelt, began to search under the desk. He spoke as he worked. 'I dunk we found our man." Wiring and computer modules. 'The diir-teendi. A man named Richard Yao. He was transferred here from a Rubin Bros site in Brooklyn.' Ridged templates: the

'What's happening?' Tomkin said.

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

'None sick. They're all here as far as I can tell.'

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

Russo's eyes flickered briefly in Nicholas's direction before he shook his head negatively. "Thanks, Mike. You need another man down here?'

'What's happening?' Tomkin said.

Russo's eyes flickered briefly in Nicholas's direction before he shook his head negatively. "Thanks, Mike. You need another man down here?'

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

'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!'

'What for?' Russo asked.

'None sick. They're all here as far as I can tell.'

'Right. About what happened downstairs.' Nicholas knelt, began to search under the desk. He spoke as he worked. 'I dunk we found our man." Wiring and computer modules. 'The diir-teendi. A man named Richard Yao. He was transferred here from a Rubin Bros site in Brooklyn.' Ridged templates: the

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

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

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