Travis said: “And the idea is what?”
Shakkey said: “Give the guy some food, put him on the payroll, stick him down there at the garage on the night-shift. He goes in the office. He don’t meet anybody. We have a glass front put in two sides of the office. From there he can see every truck, every man, in the garage. You got that? All right. He can see if guys are talkin’ together. He can hear if the phone goes. All we do is not let him meet anybody who’s workin’ on the supply organization or drivin’ a truck. You got it?”
Travis said: “I got it.” Vaguely at the back of his brain an idea was beginning to take shape. He said: “Look, I tell you what you do. I’d like to look at this mug myself. You get out of here, give him a meal, buy him some clothes. Give him a coupla drinks, a few bucks and
