“Keep a good eye on him,”
Cerdic ordered Manny once Rick had been dismissed.
Manny frowned. “Don’t you
trust him?”
“So far I have no reason not
to, but still there is something about him that worries me. I just cannot put
my finger on what.”
Manny smiled a bit. “You say
that about everyone, sir, and then they prove you wrong.”
With a chuckle, Cerdic
nodded in agreement. “I suppose so. It’s the nature of what I do.”
“Being deep undercover has
to be hard,” Manny replied, wondering as he always did if this time Cerdic
would use the comment as a way to confirm the supposition all the boys had that
that was exactly what the man was, a government agent gathering information for
his superiors.
Cerdic just smiled, knowing
what Manny was trying to do. “Just watch him. If he carries through with the
plan then perhaps we have found a replacement for Hamlin. If that turns out to
be the case you will be amply rewarded for discovering him.”
Manny grinned ear to ear. He
knew what that meant, a chance to get out of the city for a while and stay at
Cerdic’s private retreat up north. “He’ll come through, I know he will. Now,”
he inched forward in his chair, resting his elbows on his knees, “what exactly
am I looking for while Rick is entertaining that man in the bedroom?”
A few minutes later Manny
left the office to look for Rick so that they could make their plans for
tomorrow’s job.
Cerdic turned back to the
desk with a small feeling of foreboding. Yes, Manny was correct, he never quite
trusted a new boy until he had performed several jobs satisfactorily. This time
however there was something more that bothered him. He wished he could figure
out what it was. Something about Rick niggled at the back of Cerdic’s mind.
With a sigh he pushed that thought away. He knew he was probably just overly
stressed what with all the irons he had in the fire.
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