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Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-one
Chapter Twenty-two
Chapter Twenty-three
Chapter Twenty-four
Chapter Twenty-five
Chapter Twenty-six
Chapter Twenty-seven
To HAL CANTOR—my thanks.
He stood high up watching the view run down the side of the hill. Then he pushed away from the garden wall and walked again. He was in the outskirts where Naples was like a village, quiet because the day had just started. When he came to the square he stopped again. It had a downhill tilt and he tried not to look at it but focused on the opposite street. He wiped one hand across his face. The tanned skin was moist and the sun made his cheekbones shine. He crossed slowly and on the other side he stopped again. Leaning against the cold stone wall along the small street he looked like a man who had a lot of time. His face was in shadow now and didn’t look so sharp any more. The high cheekbones were without the sharp lines and he relaxed his mouth. There was a curve to it, like a smile. It was there whether he smiled or not.
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“Let’s hear it, Chuck.”
“You will,” and Charley sat down. He put his feet on the safe by the wall, a rusty and beat-up thing, but the mechanism inside was new. “That ambush was worse than just losing the merchandise. It—”
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