CHAPTER SEVENMr. Blomquist put him straight through. Without preliminary, Richelieu’s hard-edged voiced said, “You’re up to something crazy. This is a business, Lindsey. What do you have to say for yourself?”
He hadn’t filed any reports with SPUDS on the MacReedy case. He knew he was far out of line. He knew he had a reputation in International Surety for taking bizarre cases, for going against policy, and for coming up smelling like roses. Twice Lindsey had saved I.S. large amounts of money by playing detective when the company had wanted to pay up, close the case, and cut their losses.
Once, he had pursued a case beyond company guidelines, and I.S. had wound up paying for a four-engined World War II bomber that had gone to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, carrying its pilot with it. Li
