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expenditure, I may be able to unburden your day a bit."
"Go ahead," said Heller.
"I'll do a time-motion efficiency study and let you know," said Izzy. "But here, I am wasting
your valuable time right now." He opened his case, got out some papers and handed them to Bang-
Bang. "If you will just sign these, it makes you a social-security, withholding-tax employee of
the New York Amazing Investment Company. I understand you have to have something to show a parole
officer tomorrow morning."



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Bang-Bang signed, kneeling on the steps. Izzy made him keep some of the papers and took the
rest. "I did get some odds and ends complete, Mr. Jet. I have not been entirely idle. Now, if
you're at liberty and would care to indulge me, we should be going. I have to know if you think we
are ready to receive your capital."
I knew it! He was only after Heller's remaining money. This decrepit, apologetic little
shrimp in his Salvation Army Good Will Store clothes might be a real boon to me!
They followed him down to the subway station and boarded a downtown train. They switched at
Times Square.
"Where we going?" Bang-Bang wanted to know.
"We have to have an address," said Izzy. "I took the only one I could get on short notice."
They got off at 34th Street. They started up some steps.
"I do hope you approve," mourned Izzy.
They were in an elevator. It rocketed upwards.
"You see," said Izzy, "it was the only thing available at the bankruptcy court just now. This
firm couldn't take the high New York taxes on corporationsтАФdidn't know how to get around them, I
should say. They had distributed and marketed fancy office fittings and furnishings but the demand
dropped. The three-year office lease and all their furnishings were sold by the court and I bought
them. I hope you don't think it was exorbitant. I had to pay out two thousand dollars for it. And
it's only half a floor."
Heller said, "Half a floor?"
"Yes. There's a clothing design firm and a sporting and athletic goods distributor and a
foreign language school and a modeling agency. There are also about forty other firms. They have
the other half. They wouldn't sell their leases but I think they will be good neighbors. We can
probably do some business with themтАФfancy new clothes, athletic goods; we are multinational and
can use some additional languages and the models that parade around are not in the way. If you
don't think there's enough space, we can move."
They were now in a huge, gothic-arched, palatial-looking hallway. Space stretched away in all
directions. A vast area.
Heller looked at the rounded cornices, inspected the quality of the colorful marble and sort
of caressed an arch.
"It's a bit old, you know," Izzy said. "It was finished in 1931. But I hope you think it has
something special about it."
"This stone work is beautiful!" said Heller. "Where are we? What is this place?"
"Oh," said Izzy. "It has its own subway entrance so you didn't get a chance to see it from
the outside. I'm sorry. It's the Empire State Building."
"My God!" said Bang-Bang and hastily removed his cap.
"Now, we have everything to the right of the elevator," said Izzy. "So if you will come