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"Now, don't you fret none about that group I was tellin' you about yesterday. They do everything real quiet and only two of 'em know what in a cow's ass they're doing.

"It's just that a crooked prosecutor'll be discovered by some newspaperman who just happens to get some damaging information. Or some evidence'll turn up during a trial and the D.A. will win one that was going down the chute. Or someone who you'd just never think would goes and turns state's evidence and testifies. It's just the extra little edge to make things more workable."

"I don't like it," whispered the President-elect, flashing his famous' plastic smile to the crowds-. "It if turns out publicly that the United States government is violating the very laws that make it the United States government, right then and there you might as well admit our form of government is inoperable."

"Well, I ain't saying nothin'? Are you?"

"Of course not."

"Well, what's the problem?"

"I just don't like it. How would I stop this thing?"

"You just make a phone call and the two men who know about it retire."

"That phone call in some way sets off something or someone who kills them, doesn't it."

"I 'spect so. They got more safeguards on this thing than Uncle Luke's still. Look, there are two things you can do with this group. Let it do whatever it does. Or stop it. That's all."

"But you did say I could suggest assignments?"

"Yup. But they're chock full anyhow. And anyway, they only take the kind of stuff that either endangers the constitution or that the country can't handle any other way. Sometimes, it's fun figuring out just which things they're involved in and which things they ain't. You get pretty good at it after awhile."

"I was thinking last night what if the man who runs this group decides to take over the country?"

"You always got the phone."

"Suppose he plots the murder of the President?"

"You're the only one who can OK the use of the one person who would do it. The other man who knows about that outfit. Just one man. That's the safeguard. Hell, I know you're shocked. You shoulda seen my face when the head of this group got a personal visit with me. The President didn't tell me a thing before he was shot. Just like you won't tell your vice president." He turned and smiled at the crowds. "Especially yours."

He smiled a creased smile and nodded solemnly to the people on his side of the car. The Secret Service bodyguards puffed alongside.

"I was thinking last night, what if the head of this organization dies?"

"Damned if I know," said the Texan.

"Frankly, this revelation frightens me," said the President-elect, raising his eyebrows, head and hands as though just spotting a close friend in a crowd of strangers. "I haven't felt at ease since you told me about it."

"You can stop it anytime," the Texan responded.

"That one man they've got must be pretty good. The one who goes on the assignments, I mean."

' "I don't know for sure. But from what that little feller told me that day, they don't just use him for wrapping up garbage."

"Let me make one thing perfectly clear. I don't like this whole business."

"We didn't ask you to take office," said the Texan with a smile.