at night.”
“See the dog?”
“Dog?” He glanced at me. “No. What dog?”
“Just a dog. Nice teeth. If anything he looked a little tougher than the guard and sort of hungry. And the barbed wire. Good stuff. Sharp. I guess I’ll have to ask for a little more dough. I’ve got to get me insured.”
“You’re not going to get any more money from us, if that’s what you mean,” Parker snapped.
“That’s what I do mean. Pity you missed the dog. It should be a lot of fun having that cutie roaming around in the dark. Yeah, I guess you’ll have to dip into your sock again, brother.”
“A thousand or nothing,” Parker said, his face hardening. “Please yourself.”
“You’ll have to revise your ideas. I’m in a buyer’s market. You know, Brett might pay me for information. Don’t tell me to please myself unless you want me to.” I glanced at him, saw his eyes narrow. That hit him where it hurt.
“Don’t try that stuff with me, Jackson.”
“Talk it over with Fatso. I want another five hundred or I don’t go ahead. Fatso didn’t tell me about the guards or the dog or the alarms or the wire. He made out it was a soft job—a job you could do in your sleep.”
“I’m warning you, Jackson,” Parker said between his teeth. “You can’t monkey with us. You made a deal and you’ve accepted part payment. You’re going through with it.”
“That’s right. But the fee’s jacked up to fifteen centuries. My union don’t let me fool around with dogs.”
“You’ll take your thousand or you’ll be sorry,” he said, and his hands gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white. “I’m not going to be blackmailed by you, you cheap crook.”
“Don’t blame me. Blame Fatso. I’m not a sucker.”
He began to drive fast and we got back to the house in half the time it took us to leave it.
“We’ll see Gorman,” he said.
We saw Gorman.
Fatso sat in a chair and stroked his hard pink face and listened.
“I told him he couldn’t make a monkey out of us,” Parker said. He was white and his eyes had a feverish look.
Gorman stared at me.
“You’d better not try any tricks, Mr. Jackson.”
“No tricks,” I said, smiling at him. “Just another five hundred to take care of the insurance. You want to see the guard and you want to take a gander at the dog. When you’ve seen them, you’ve seen plenty.”
He brooded for a long minute.
“All right,” he said suddenly. “I didn’t know about the guards or the dog myself. I’ll make it another five hundred, but it’s the last you’ll get.”
Parker let out a little explosion of sound.
“Don’t get excited, Dominic,” Gorman said, frowning at him. “If you knew about the guards you should have told me.”
“He’s blackmailing us!” Parker stormed. “You’re crazy to pay him. Where’s it going to stop?”
“Leave this to me,” Gorman said, cool as a cucumber.
Parker stood glaring at me, then he went out.
“I’ll have the dough now,” I said. “It wouldn’t be much use to me if I run into that dog.”
We argued back and forth. After a while we agreed to split it and Gorman handed over two hundred and fifty.
I borrowed an envelope and a sheet of notepaper and prepared another surprise for my bank manager. There was a mailbox just outside the house. I went down the drive and mailed the letter while Gorman watched me from the window.
Well, I was coming along. I had collected four hundred and fifty iron men for nothing so far, and they were where neither of these guys could reach them.
All the same I didn’t like the easy way Gorman had parted with the money. I knew I wouldn’t have screwed it out of Parker. But Gorman was a lot trickier than Parker. When he had parted with the money, his face had been expressionless. But that didn’t fool me. I began to think it was going to be a lot harder to collect the balance of the money when I had handed over the compact. I was all right now, but the moment I had handed it over I had a feeling Gorman would go into action. I felt it the way you feel a hunch, and it kept growing. I remembered what Max had said about Parker’s gun. Right now they wanted me to do a job Gorman was too fat to do and Parker hadn’t the guts to do. But when I’d done it, I’d be of no further use to them. I’d be a danger to them. That’s when I should have to watch out. And I told myself I’d watch out all right.
Later, Max came to tell me lunch was ready. I was sitting on the terrace overlooking the lawn, and when I was going to speak to him he frowned a warning.
I glanced over my shoulder and there was my pal Parker standing in the French windows watching us. He came over, a little stiff, but controlled.
“I have everything you need for tonight,” he said when Max had gone away. “I’ll come with you as far as the wall and I’ll wait there in the car.”
“Come in with me. You can take care of the dog.”
He ignored this, and we went into the dining room. The lunch was nothing to rave about. While we toyed with the food, Parker told me what he had got together for me.
“You’ll want a knotted rope for the wall. I have that with a hook at one end. I have a good pair of cutters for the wire. You’ll need a flashlight. Anything else?”
“How about the dog?”
“A leaded cane will take care of the dog,” Gorman put in. “I’ll tell Max to get one.”
“And the combination of the safe?”
“I’ve written that down for you,” Parker said. “You’ll find a wire running along the side of the safe. Before you touch the safe, cut the wire. That’ll put the alarm out of action. Don’t touch any of the windows.”
“Sounds simple, doesn’t it?” I said.
“For a man of your experience it is simple,” Gorman said smoothly. “But don’t take any chances, Mr. Jackson. I don’t want any trouble.”
“That makes two of us,” I said.
After lunch I told them I’d take a nap in the garden, and that’s when I met Veda Rux. I went down to the lily pond hoping I’d run into her and that’s where I found her. She was sitting on the low wall surrounding the pond the way she had been sitting the previous night. Her feet in sandals hung a few inches above the water. She wore a pair of canary-colored corduroy slacks and a thin silk shirt of the same color. Her almost black hair hung loose
