"Hennessey, Mike - Dan Healey - The Screwdriver Solution" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hennessey Mike)

"God only knows. Probably an arsenal, including knives."

"You don't give me the easy ones, do you?"

"Hell, Dan, the easy ones we can do ourselves."

"What about your guys seeing me? I don't like them knowing I do these odd jobs for the city."

"If you think any of them will say anything except thank you, then you don't know them like I do."

"You're right. I don't."

"No worries there, Dan, I'm telling you. Anyway, you'll be in your electrician's disguise."

"Your boss in on this?"

"It was the loot who asked for you. I got the impression he got the okay from further up the line as well. He said if anyone could pull this off, you could."

"Save the flattery, Mac. I may not come out of this one."

"Then you'll get your lifelong wish."

"Which is?"

"To die young and make a good looking corpse."

"I'd like to celebrate my thirty-fourth birthday first. It's a small enough request."

"We can't wait that long. What d'you say--you willing to give it a shot?"

"Okay, okay. Get me in, and I'll see what I can do."

"Good man."

"What's the latest on the kid?"

"He's okay so far. Lester let us talk to him just after I called you. He's frightened but seems okay otherwise."

"Good. And Mac?"

"Yeah?"

"Ten big ones no matter how it comes out. And if I don't--come out, that is --they go to Liz."

"Geez, man, you drive a hard bargain. Okay, ten."

It was too easy. I should have asked for more. Too late.

"How high would you have gone?" I asked. "Just as a matter of interest."