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

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

But Nicholas was already at the verge of the desk, his fingertips moving quickly but surely around the rim of die. top.

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

'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

But Nicholas was already at the verge of the desk, his fingertips moving quickly but surely around the rim of die. top.

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

'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.'

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

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

'Oh, I'd say fifteen maybe twenty minutes ago. Like I said, you just missed him.' He looked at Russd. 'Anything wrong? He's a good worker.'

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

'Oh, I'd say fifteen maybe twenty minutes ago. Like I said, you just missed him.' He looked at Russd. 'Anything wrong? He's a good worker.'

'What's happening?' Tomkin said.

But Nicholas was already at the verge of the desk, his fingertips moving quickly but surely around the rim of die. top.

'You just missed him, Abe.' He took a thick cigar stub out of his mouth, used it to point over his shoulder. 'He split.'

'Oh, I'd say fifteen maybe twenty minutes ago. Like I said, you just missed him.' He looked at Russd. 'Anything wrong? He's a good worker.'

The thirteenth name was Richard Yao. Russo didn't know precisely where he was working at this time of day, so they sought out his unit foreman. They found him supervising the welding going on in one section of the bottom of the atrium lobby. He was a heavy-set man with almost no hair and close-set eyes.

'And no one knows about this?'

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

Russo took him through the labyrinth of the building and, one by one, the men on the list were interviewed and crossed off the list.

'You just missed him, Abe.' He took a thick cigar stub out of his mouth, used it to point over his shoulder. 'He split.'

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-'

'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

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