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ly with the rest of his face。 When he spoke； the eyes narrowed and the black pupils glowed fiercely。 Sinister eyes。 Knowing eyes。
〃Maybe so；〃 Mitch said； captivated by the most evil face he had ever encountered。 〃Maybe so。〃
〃I see you're an early riser。〃
〃Yes； sir。〃
〃Well； good to have you。〃
Nathan Locke withdrew from the doorway and disappeared。 Mitch checked the hall； then closed the door。 No wonder they keep him on the fourth floor away from everyone； he thought。 Now he understood why he didn't meet Nathan Locke before he signed on。 He might have had second thoughts。 Probably hid him from all the prospective recruits。 He had； without a doubt； the most ominous； evil presence Mitch had ever felt。 It was the eyes； he said to himself again； as he propped his feet on the desk and sipped coffee。 The eyes。
As Mitch expected； Nina brought food when she reported at eight…thirty。 She offered Mitch a doughnut； and he took two。 She inquired as to whether she should bring enough food every morning； and Mitch said he thought it would be nice of her。
〃What's that？〃 she asked； pointing at the stacks of files and notes on the desk。
〃That's our project for the day。 We need to get this stuff organized。〃
〃No dictating？〃
〃Not yet。 I meet with Avery in a few minutes。 I need this mess filed away in some order。〃
〃How exciting；〃 she said as she headed for the coffee room。
Avery Tolar was waiting with a thick； expandable file； which he handed to Mitch。 〃This is the Capps file。 Part of it。 Our client's name is Sonny Capps。 He lives in Houston now； but grew up in Arkansas。 Worth about thirty million and keeps his thumb on every penny of it。 His father gave him an old barge line just before he died； and he turned it into the largest towing service on the Mississippi River。 Now he has ships； or boats； as he calls them； all over the world。 We do eighty percent of his legal work； everything but the litigation。 He wants to set up another limited partnership to purchase another fleet of tankers； this one from the family of some dead Chink in Hong Kong。 Capps is usually the general partner； and he'll bring in as many as twenty…five limited partners to spread the risk and pool their resources。
This deal is worth about sixty…five million。 I've done several limited partnerships for him and they're all different； all plicated。 And he is extremely difficult to deal with。 He's a perfectionist and thinks he knows more than I do。 You will not be talking to him。 In fact； no one here talks to him but me。 That file is a portion of the last partnership I did for him。 It contains； among other things； a prospectus； an agreement to form a partnership； letters of intent； disclosure statements and the limited partnership agreement itself。 Read every word of it。 Then I want you to prepare a rough draft of the partnership agreement for this venture。〃
The file suddenly grew heavier。 Perhaps five…thirty was not early enough。
The partner continued。 〃We have about forty days； according to Capps； so we're already behind。 Marty Kozinski was helping with this one； and as soon as I review his file I'll give it to you。 Any questions？〃
〃What about the research？〃
〃Most of it is current； but you'll need to update it。 Capps earned over nine million last year and paid a pittance in taxes。 He doesn't believe in paying taxes； and holds me personally responsible for every dime that's sent in。 It's all legal； of course； but my point is that this is high…pressure work。 Millions of dollars in investment and tax savings are at stake。 The venture will be scrutinized by the governments of at least three countries。 So be careful。〃
Mitch flipped through the documents。 〃How many hours a day do I work on this？〃
〃As many as possible。 I know the bar exam is important； but so is Sonny Capps。 He paid us almost a half a million last year in legal fees。〃
〃I'll get it done。〃
〃I know you will。 As I told you； your rate is one hundred an hour。 Nina will go over the time records with you today。 Remember； don't ignore the billing。〃
〃How could I forget？〃
Oliver Lambert and Nathan Locke stood before the metal door on the fifth floor and stared at the camera above。 Something clicked loudly and the door opened。 A guard nodded。 DeVasher waited in his office。
〃Good morning； Ollie；〃 he said quietly while ignoring the other partner。
〃What's the latest？〃 Locke snapped in DeVasher's direction without looking at him。
〃From where？〃 DeVasher asked calmly。
〃Chicago。〃〃
〃They're very anxious up there； Nat。 Regardless of what you believe； they don't like to get their hands dirty。 And； frankly； they just don't understand why they have to。〃
〃What do you mean？〃
〃They're asking some tough questions； like why can't we keep our people in line？〃
〃And what're you telling them？〃
〃That everything's okay。 Wonderful。 The great Bendini firm is solid。 The leaks have been plugged。 Business as usual。 No problems。〃
〃How much damage did they do？〃 asked Oliver Lambert。
〃We're not sure。 We'll never be sure； but I don't think they ever talked。 They had decided to； no doubt about that； but I don't think they did。 We've got it from a pretty good source there were FBI agents en route to the island the day of the accident； so we think they planned to rendezvous to spill their guts。〃
〃How do you know this？〃 asked Locke。
〃e on； Nat。 We've got our sources。 Plus； we had people all over the island。 We do good work； you know。〃
〃Evidently。〃
〃Was it messy？〃
〃No； no。 Very professional。〃
〃How'd the native get in the way？〃
〃We had to make it look good； Ollie。〃
〃What about the authorities down there？〃
〃What authorities？ It's a tiny； peaceful island； Ollie。 Last year they had one murder and four diving accidents。 As far as they're concerned； it's just another accident。 Three accidental drownings。〃
〃What about the FBI？〃 asked Locke。
〃Don't know。〃
〃I thought you had a source。〃
〃We do。 But we can't find him。 We've heard nothing as of yesterday。 Our people are still on the island and they've noticed nothing unusual。〃
〃How long will you stay there？〃
〃Couple of weeks。〃
〃What happens if the FBI shows up？〃 asked Locke。
〃We watch them real close。 We'll see them when they get off the plane。 We'll follow them to their hotel rooms。 We may even bug their phones。 We'll know what they eat for breakfast and what they talk about。 We'll assign three of our guys for every one of theirs； and when they go to the toilet we'll know it。 There ain't nothing for them to find； Nat。 I told you it was a clean job； very professional。 No evidence。 Relax。〃
〃This makes me sick； DeVasher；〃 Lambert said。
〃You think I like it； Ollie？ What do you want us to do？ Sit back and let them talk？ e on； Ollie； we're all human。 I didn't want to do it； but Lazarov said do it。 You wanna argue with Lazarov； go ahead。 They'll find you floating somewhere。 Those boys were up to no good。 They should've kept quiet； driven their little fancy cars and played big…shot lawyers。 No； they gotta get sanctimonious。〃
Nathan Locke 'lit a cigarette and blew a heavy cloud of smoke in the general direction of DeVasher。 The three sat in silence for a moment as the smoke settled across his desk。 He glared at Black Eyes but said nothing。
Oliver Lambert stood and stared at the blank wall next to the door。 〃Why did you want to see us？〃 he asked。
DeVasher took a deep breath。 〃Chicago wants to bug the home phones of all nonpartners。〃
〃I told you；〃 Lambert said to Locke。
〃It wasn't my idea； but they insist on it。 They're very nervous up there； and they wanna take some extra precautions。 You can't blame them。〃
〃Don't you think it's going a bit too far？〃 asked Lambert。
〃Yeah； it's totally unnecessary。 But Chicago doesn't think so。〃
〃When？〃 asked Locke。
〃Next week or so。 It'll take a few days。〃
〃All of them？〃
〃Yes。 That's what they said。〃
〃Even McDeere？〃
〃Yes。 Even McDeere。 I think Tarrance will try again； and he might start at the bottom this time。〃
〃I met him this morning；〃 said Locke。 〃He was here before me。〃
〃Five th