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Herbert noted this movement and said, “Recoil on the pistol bad?” “No. I was just thinking about the last time I’d killed someone.” “Albert Clements,” said Herbert promptly. “Your Australian point man.” “Exactly. It makes me wonder. I pay them extraordinarily well, and yet it never seems to be enough.” “You have thousands, you want hundreds of thousands. You have millions, you want tens of millions.” “And they must think I’m a fool to let them get away with it.” “No. They just think they’re smarter.” “Do you think you’re smarter than me, Alan?” Herbert looked over his shoulder at the building they’d just left. “I’m more intelligent than the man you just killed, if for no other reason than I have no wish to die at your hands. And I would if I tried to fool you.” hope nodded, but
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