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"He says it's a waste of tiolin is dead"

"Moran is full of crap"

"He has the clothes Margolin earing the night they all disappeared to back up his claim"

"We still have Loren to think about"

"Moran says she's dead too"

Pitt felt like he was sinking in quicksand "He's a damned liar!"

"Maybe so, but if he's right about Margolin, you're defa the next President of the United States"

"The day that little creep takes the oath is the day I turn in my citizenship"

"You probably won't be alone," Sandecker said sourly "But your personal feelings don't alter the situation"

Pitt stood unbudging "I'll call you from Louisiana"

"I was hoping you'd say that Stay in close contact I'll do everything I can to help from this end"

"Thanks, you old fraud"

"Get your ass in gear and tell Giordino to stop swiping ars"

Pitt grinned and hung up He finished packing and hurried froan to ring, Two hundred miles away an ashen-faced Sal Casio [email protected] waited in vain for an answer

TEN MINUTES AFTER TWELVE NOON, Alan Moran walked through the main corridor of the Capitol, down a narrow staircase and opened the door to an out-of-the-way office he kept for privacy