Blindfolded by Earle Ashley Walcott
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"No, I burnt it," I said unblushingly.
"That's right," he said. "It was best not to take risks. Of course you understand that it won't do for us to be seen together." "Certainly not," I assented. "I have arranged for another office. Here's the address. Yours is Room 15. I have the key to 17, and 16 is vacant between with a 'To Let' sign on it. They open into each other. You understand?" "Perfectly," I said. "You will be there by nine o'clock for your orders. If you get none by twelve, there will be none for the day." "If I can't be there, I'll let you know." I was off my guard for a moment, thinking of the possible demands of Henry's unknown employer. "You will do nothing of the kind," said Doddridge Knapp shortly. His voice, so smooth and businesslike a moment before, changed suddenly to a growl. His heavy eyebrows came down, and from under them flashed a dangerous light. "You will be there when I tell you, young man, or you'll have to reckon with another sort of customer than the one you've been dealing with. This matter requires prompt and strict obedience to orders. One slip may ruin the whole plan." "You can depend on me," I said with assumed confidence. "Am I to have any discretion?" |
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