Winter Kills Page #6

What did mentor know? Nothing. You tell

that broad of yours she owes you 15 grand.

- Have a pastry?

- Think that sugar's good for you?

It's my hospital.

Own what you use. Nothing competes

today with owning a hospital.

No customer credit. Pay in advance

or get out. Unique product pain.

Laundry alone throws off enough

to pay the orderlies and lab.

And what the lab turns over-

- When is the meeting with Mayo?

- I'm talking business here.

You should see the net

on what the lab throws off.

I own 27 hospitals in 15

major cities. Wish I had more.

Where is the meeting

with Frank Mayo, pa?

Grant's tomb, 4:
00.

IHey, nick.

Uh, would you

like a little?

No, thanks, pa.

Please, sit down.

Uh, pa says that you have some

information on Joe diamond.

Oh, yeah, but...

before we get into that,

I, uh-

I wanna tell you that

Im apologetic about-

About what happened to your

brother, even at this late date.

But, uh, unfortunately,

Mr. Kegan,

You always hear about

these things too late.

II was on key Biscayne

at the time.

But I could have done nothing, anyway,

because, uh, it wasn't our business, see?

They, uh-

They did it on their own.

Mr. Mayo,

Who actually made the contract

to kill the president?

See what I mean?

That, for me, has always

been a mystery. I don't know.

What about diamond's

connections in Cuba?

Diamond had no connections

in Cuba.

Well, Irving mentor

says he did.

Irving mentor.

Mm-Mm.

I never heard of him.

IWho send you to this, uh,

to this mentor man?

A friend.

Mm.

That's funny.

No, no, no. No, diamond

was never in Cuba.

I'm told he was out of-

Out of Chicago.

Mr. Kegan, uh,

You're getting

the runaround here.

I'm sorry, sir. Personnel has

no record of any Yvette Malone.

She works here.

Apparently not.

Could you check again? I mean,

you must have a record of her.

Sir, this is

national magazine.

Everything we must have,

we have.

Thank you.

It's no good, mister. The

lady in 12-G is 62 years old.

Drinks like a fish. But Yvette

lived here. I visited her here.

Why don't you try number 86?

Maybe you got the wrong building.

You have nobody

of that description?

Buddy, we haven't had a good-Looking

woman in this building in four years.

Floor upon floor of ugly

people is all we got.

Here's 50 bucks.

I gotta find her.

Make it a hundred.

I'll tell you

everything I know.

Okay.

Here's a hundred.

I already told you

everything I know.

No such person

ever occupied these premises!

- Look here, mister.

- Now, hold on, cocksucker.

You can't buy me, huh?

You don't accept my word for it, you deserve

to pay. Now, get the hell out of my si-

Come on! Come on! I'll bop your

skull open, you bastard, you!

Your money can't buy me, huh? You

give me the creeps. Get out of here!

Go on!

Filthy bastard, you.

You give me the creeps,

all of you! Go on!

Then Ill say

good night, sir.

Oh, uh, Raymond.

Sir?

Do we have any ovaltine?

Ovaltine?

I think Id like some

before I go to sleep tonight.

I seem to remember when I was a kid I

had this cup with a Bordens cow on it.

Cow, sir?

Oh, just give me

a glass of milk.

Very good, sir.

Boy! I have

come back for you!

Now, wait!

Wait! Hey!

IHey! Wakey, wakey, wakey!

IIt's me!

- You're a dead ghost!

- Like hell I am.

IPa said you're dead.

Do I look dead?

II need some sleep, but...

they're still dredging for

my body and Ive still got it.

I- Then you're not dead.

- No. I got an obit in the times...

but I am not dead.

Now, when they

got the medic,

I figured it was

healthier not to be alive.

Yeah.

Ain't you

glad to see me?

It's a conundrum-

Riddles within riddles.

Now Yvettes gone.

That broad we met in Paris?

The one you kept calling?

- I wanna marry her.

- You're gonna give the whole thing up?

Someone is trying to teach

me a lesson in futility.

Why am I the only one

who wasn't killed?

They will run you dizzy.

They will pile falsehood

on top of falsehood...

until you can't tell a lie from the

truth and you won't even want to.

That's how the powerful keep their

power. Don't you read the papers?

IYou've got to accept that there

is a world outside of you...

and that

you affect that world.

- Your dad knows it.

- Pa thinks, uh,

Moses lied about the ten commandments,

because what god really said...

Was, "do what you want,

but don't get caught. "

- Pa's awareness is global.

- Yeah, so is mud.

Nick, use him.

Use the organization.

He's got more clout

than the common market,

And you're taking the advice of

a broad who's probably a plant.

Now, you could've

been killed in that diner.

- I thought you liked staying alive.

- Come on.

I'm gonna find her. Go to Cerruti.

He works for you, remember?

- What about you?

- I'm gonna stay dead for a while.

I feel healthier that way.

IWhere are you going? Gonna

order Cerruti to produce Yvette.

This is the contract silo, nick.

Contracts, contracts,

contracts.

Agreements kept.

Agreements broken.

Papers, papers, papers.

Signatures. Your father's

holograph signature...

on his interlocking companies

going back, oh, 30 years.

Also those of diplomats,

authors and inventors.

Tax deals.

Foundation deals.

Signatures of presidents

and sheiks.

Signatures to put men away

for, oh, decades.

Destroy careers, public lives,

marriages, estates.

Love affairs. Letters of passion,

indiscretion and conspiracy...

acquired by your father's

intelligence network.

Letters to persuade a man to close a deal

or leave a job or sell out on his brother.

Data necessary to sustain

a financial empire.

And here-

Here are the spoken words.

Shh. Voices and sounds.

And visuals. Pictures on

microfilm. Movies. Video.

Marvelous little gadgets

that document verbatim...

all your father's conversations

with all his people.

And his people's

conversations with others.

From our satellite,

we can watch everything.

Nasty little wars in Africa. Troop

movements. Ship movements. Nuclear tests.

The Sinai.

The panama canal.

Every little thing to check an

investment, buy us in or out.

Even tonight, while most

of our workers sleep,

IIt goes on.

Take a coffee break,

gentlemen.

I have a rare visitor

and we'd like to be alone.

Information. Black holes of information.

Galaxies within galaxies. Multiple

expanding universes of information.

Aren't you glad

you came?

Pa never allowed the family

here in his office.

Ah. Misjudgment. You'll

run all this someday.

You'll need to know.

All this and you couldn't

find my brother's killer?

II'm so glad you're here.

I receive so few outsiders.

IWho to trust?

Who to trust?

All the nerves

but none of the flesh.

End of our social. Why did you

come here without an appointment?

What do you want? I want

to find Yvette Malone.

Impossible. She's been

kidnapped. Kidnapped?

Yeah. Abducted, swept away,

taken off, snatched, kidnapped.

- By whom?

- The kidnappers. Bad guys. Casper Jr.

Where are you going?

To find my father.

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