Winter Kills
“While he waited for his baggage to come up he called Ed Blenheim, who was out. Nick said he could call Blenheim again at about seven o’clock. The secretary gave him Blenheim’s home number. Nick picked up the rental car, set the odometer, and went out to find the Muskogee road.The white house was where it was supposed to be. It was a very modest house for a man with eight hundred million dollars and wells still pumping as if they had no bottoms. It stood about a hundred feet off the road and loo...ked as if they kept chickens out back. He rolled the car up the driveway. He checked the voice-activated recording equipment he had stowed in the glove compartment. The meeting would be picked up through the microphone in Nick’s signet ring, then transmitted from the house to this recorder in the car. Pa thought of everything. Pa didn’t own a big, rich Japanese electronics complex for nothing.As Nick got out of the car the front door of the house opened. A short fat-faced old man with a big belly and curvy white hair came out and asked Nick what he wanted.“I’m Nick Thirkield.”“Who?”“Tom Kegan’s son.”“All right.MoreLess
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