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tried to keep .....,the disappointment from showing.
itated. "But it's strange," Not exactly." Morrow hes
d ' thought you would have guessed by now." :.:he sai . 'I "What?" asked
Barney. "Let's study the Mole's behaviour, shall we? He works under the cover
of darkness, often three or four nights in a row. He is a meticulous
professional, and he works alone. He does not socialise or talk to others,
for, if he did, someone would surely have seen him doing so b by no
y now "We know this, Keith," Roads said.
'he does'do on his nights off?"
Yes but have you ever stopped to ask yourself what
He had, frequently. "I've got a feeling you re going to W@,@ teU me."
"Exactly. And the time has come for me to ask for
that favour in return." "Go ahead." "It's quite simple," Morrow said. "I too
want you to catch the Mole."
Roads performed a mental double-take. "You what?" "I want you to catch him,
for even I am not immune to this invisible thief. On every night the Mole has
not
been robbing you, he has been locking horns with me.
And winning, I should add."
Roads almost laughed at the Head's expression. It must have hurt Morrow plenty
to even contemplate
asking an RSD officer for help, albeit that Roads had come to him first.
Barney shook her head. "Shit." "My sentiments exactly." "What have you lost?"
asked Roads. "Not much. Invoices, inventories, securities, private records. I
get the feeling the Mole is simply testing my defences, waiting until he's
ready to pull off the big one." "Have you kept a record of what he took?"
"Naturally, and of the time each break-in occurred Like you, I have been
unable to determine a pattern." "Regardless ... I need your data." "And you
shall have it. But only you, not the entire Regional Security Department."
"You have my word. They don't even know we're here." "Good."
The trapdoor opened in the back of the booth, revealing a data fiche the size
and shape of an old smart card. Roads gently picked it up and pocketed it,
keen to study it but trying not to raise his hopes too high. The revelation,
unexpected thought it was, might still lead nowhere.
Morrow had closed his eyes, and appeared to be thinking to himself. Roads
looked at Barney, who shrugged. He waited as long as he could before breaking
the silence. "I don't suppose you have a card reader here, Keith?" he asked.
"I want to get started on this right away."
Morrow's eyes snapped open. "Of course; you must be keen to explore the depth
of my vulnerability. But not right now. I have other work for you to do." "
Oh? " Roads said cautiously. "Yes. The time is two-fifteen. You are still
here, which I take to mean that you have not received a report from RSD HQ
regarding the latest robbery."
at's right. But that Barney glanced at her watch. "Th ff
n we won't. Sometimes it takes a while for a mea k i to-"
-in
my subordinates," "I have just had word from one of Morrow interrupted. "An
entry alarm was triggered
d has been busy." twenty minutes ago. Our frien
ed the edge of the table. "Where?" Roads gripp