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

'What's happening?' Tomkin said.

'About what happened downstairs. Yeah. Yeah.' His blue eyes were open wide as he watched. Across the room, Russo had come in. He stood quietly next to Frank, looking on.

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

'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.'

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?'

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

'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.

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.

'Okay,' Nicholas said. 'Let's go.' He stood up.

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.

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-'

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.

'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!'

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

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