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Five o’clock on a Saturday. What the hell am I doing here?”Chad?” A woman appeared in his doorway.Brinkerhoff looked up. It was Midge Milken, Fontaine’s internal security analyst. She was sixty, slightly heavy, and, much to the puzzlement of Brinkerhoff, quite appealing. A consummate flirt and an ex-wife three times over, Midge prowled the six-room directorial suite gucci handbags with a saucy authority. She was sharp, intuitive, worked ungodly hours, and was rumored to know more about the NSA’s inner workings than God himself.Damn, Brinkerhoff thought, eyeing her in her gray cashmere-dress. Either I’m getting older, or she’s looking younger.”Weekly reports.” She smiled, waving a fanfold of paper. “You need to check the figures.”Brinkerhoff eyed her body. “Figures look good from here.”"Really Chad,” she laughed. “I’m old enough to be your mother.”Don’t remind me, he thought.Midge strode in and sidled up to his desk. “I’m on my way out, but the director wants these compiled by the time he gets back from South America. That’s Monday, bright www.louisvuittonoutletforchirstmas.com and early.” She dropped the printouts in front of him.”What am I, an accountant?”"No, hon, you’re a cruise director. Thought you knew that.” ¡¡”So what am I doing crunching numbers?”She ruffled his hair. “You wanted more responsibility. Here it is.”He looked up at her sadly. “Midge… I have no life.”
CHAPTER 21The American on Tokugen Numataka’s private line sounded anxious.”Mr. Numataka–I only have a moment.”"Fine. I trust you have both pass-keys.”"There will be a small delay,” the American answered.”Unacceptable,” Numataka hissed. “You said I would have them by the end of today!”"There is one loose end.”"Is Tankado dead?”"Yes,” the voice said. “My man killed Mr. Tankado, but he failed louis vuitton outlets to get the pass-key. Tankado gave it away before he died. To a tourist.”"Outrageous!” Numataka bellowed. “Then how can you promise me exclusive–”"Relax,” the American soothed. “You will have exclusive rights. That is my guarantee. As soon as the missing pass-key is found, Digital Fortress will be yours.”"But the pass-key could be copied!”"Anyone who has seen the key will be eliminated.”There was a long silence. Finally Numataka spoke. “Where michael kors outlet is the key now?”"All you need to know is that it will be found.”"How can you be so certain?”"Because I am not the only one looking for it. American Intelligence has caught wind of the missing key. For obvious reasons they would like to prevent the release of Digital Fortress. They have sent a man to locate the key. His name is David Becker.”"How do you know this?”"That is irrelevant.”Numataka paused. “And if Mr. Becker locates the key?”"My man will take it from him.”"And after that?”"You needn’t be concerned,” the American said coldly.
Ignoring the curious stares, Becker walked out into the crowd. He loosened his tie and collapsed into a chair at the nearest unoccupied table. It seemed like a lifetime since Strathmore’s early-morning call.After clearing the empty beer bottles from his table, Becker laid his head in his hands. Just for a few minutes, he thought.* * *Five gucci outlets miles away, the man in wire-rim glasses sat in the back of a Fiat taxi as it raced headlong down a country road.”Embrujo,” he grunted, reminding the driver of their destination.The driver nodded, eyeing his curious new fare in the rearview mirror. “Embrujo,” he grumbled to himself. “Weirder crowd every night.”CHAPTER 53Tokugen Numataka lay naked on the massage table in his penthouse office. His personal masseuse worked out the kinks in his neck. She ground her palms into the fleshy pockets surrounding his shoulder blades, slowly working her way down to the towel covering his backside. Her hands slipped lower… beneath his towel. Numataka barely noticed. His mind michael kors online outlet was elsewhere. He had been waiting for his private line to ring. It had not.There was a knock at the door.”Enter,” Numataka grunted.The masseuse quickly pulled her hands from beneath the towel.The switchboard operator entered and bowed. “Honored chairman?”"Speak.”The operator bowed a second time. “I spoke to the phone exchange. The call originated from country code 1–the United States.” ¡¡Numataka nodded. This was good news.
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