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Shaorried not at all He operated better when things were out in the open Skulking around alleys like an unperson was never to his liking He felt exhilarated to be doing what he had once done so well His senses had not left hih He Was playing his kind of game and he reveled in it

The dingy gas station stood on a corner in the industrial outskirts of Ottawa Erected soon after the Second World War, it was a square steel structure with one island containing three gas pumps that were scarred from years of hard use and badly in need of new paint Inside the office, cans of oil and mummified flies littered dusty shelves while the s, streaked with griotten tire sale

Henri Villon turned his Mercedes-Benz sedan in over the driveway and stopped at the purease stained coveralls stepped out fro his hands on a rag "What'll it be?" he asked with a bored expression

"Fill it, please," answered Villon

The attendant eyed an elderlyon a nearby bus bench, and then spoke in a tone they could not fail to overhear "Five gallons is the govern what it is"

Villon nodded silently and the attendant puas When he finished he went around to the front of the car and pointed Villon pulled the release lever and the attendant raised the hood

"You better take a look at your fan belt She looks pretty worn"

Villon got out of the car and leaned on the fender opposite the attendant He said in an undertone, "Do you have any idea of the unholyhas caused?"

Foss Gly stared back across the engine "What's done is done The weather closed in at the last et It's that simple"

"It's not that simple!" Villon snapped back "Nearly fifty people killed for nothing If the air safety inspectors discover the true cause of the crash, Parliaations into every organization, including the Boy Scouts The news media will cry for blood after they learn twenty of their top political journalists were murdered And the worst of it is, the Free Quebec Society will be suspected by all"

"No one will trace the blame to the FQS" Gly's voice was cold and final

"Damn!" Villon struck the fender with his fist "If only Sarveux had died The government would be in confusion and we could have made our move on Quebec"

"Your buddies in the Kremlin would have loved that"

"I won't be able to count on their support if we have another setback of this nitude"

Gly extended a hand toward the engine as though he orking on it "Why get cozy with the reds?