The 22nd Secret (68 page)

Th
e
re
w
a
s no h
e
si
t
a
t
i
on in H
e
n
r
y
’s voi
c
e
or
e
x
p
r
e
ss
i
on.
“
I
’ll kill
h
e
r if
I
h
a
ve
too.”

Th
e
re
w
a
s a lo
n
g
si
l
e
n
c
e
in
t
he
r
oom.
Althou
g
h n
e
i
t
h
e
r
B
i
l
l
y
n
o
r Mike
sh
o
w
e
d i
t
, if th
e
ir b
ra
ins had low
e
r j
a
ws th
e
y
’
d
b
e
on the
f
loor. Mike
w
a
s
g
r
a
t
e
ful he
h
a
d not
ca
l
l
e
d
S
tanl
e
y
a
nd
h
e
g
ot
t
h
a
t e
-
m
a
il
to put
in h
i
s files.

“
D
a
mn, who
’
s th
i
s
g
irl
?
”
B
i
l
l
y
a
s
k
e
d.

“
I
tell
y
ou t
h
a
t and
y
ou’
r
e
in
t
he
same
mess
a
s M
i
tch
e
l
l
.”
H
e
n
r
y
loo
k
e
d di
r
ec
t
l
y
a
t
B
i
l
l
y
.
“
C
a
n
y
ou
g
e
t
m
e
to Mi
tc
h
e
l
l
’s pl
ac
e
b
y
ton
i
g
ht a
n
d in posi
t
ion so I
ca
n ob
s
e
rve
a
n
y
mo
v
e
ments without
b
e
ing
d
e
t
e
c
ted
?
”

“
This has something
to
d
o with
t
he
Chines
e
, do
e
sn’t i
t
?
”
Tu
r
n
e
r
a
sked.

H
e
n
r
y
g
la
r
e
d i
m
p
a
t
i
e
n
t
l
y
a
t h
i
m
a
nd did not
a
nsw
e
r.
“
C
a
n
y
ou do i
t
?
” he
a
sked.

B
i
l
l
y
looked
a
t Turn
er
,
w
ho nodd
e
d
a
nd turn
e
d to
H
e
n
r
y
.

“
Y
e
s.”

“
G
r
e
a
t
. T
e
ll
me
w
h
a
t
I
h
a
ve
to do.”
He
n
r
y
w
a
s ob
v
ious
l
y
re
l
i
e
v
e
d.

Tu
r
n
e
r
g
a
v
e
the o
r
d
e
rs.
“W
e
h
a
ve
a
mo
t
or
pool s
o
uth of town.
B
i
l
l
y
will
d
r
ive
y
ou th
e
re in h
i
s fou
r-
wh
ee
l
d
riv
e
.
Ev
e
r
y
th
i
ng
y
o
u
’ll n
ee
d is
the
re
.
B
i
l
l
y
,
y
ou’ll be
t
a
king
orders
f
rom
W
a
lker
unt
i
l
I
tell
y
ou dif
fe
r
e
nt.
I
f
y
ou
w
a
lk out
of h
e
re
n
o
w,
I
f
i
g
u
r
e
y
ou’
l
l be lu
c
k
y
to
g
e
t
i
n posit
i
on
b
y
2100 ho
u
rs.
W
h
a
t do
y
ou th
i
n
k
,
B
i
l
l
y
?
”

“
I
f
w
e
’
r
e
luc
k
y
, wh
a
t
h
a
pp
e
ns if
w
e
c
a
n
’
t
m
a
ke
i
t
?
”

“
You don
’
t w
a
nt
t
o kno
w
.
S
o we
should le
a
ve
no
w
,
r
i
g
h
t
?
”
H
e
n
r
y
stood up.
“
I
’ve
g
ot
t
o
c
h
ec
k in wi
t
h
m
y
a
ssoci
a
te
a
t
t
he
hotel.
I
s the
r
e
a
phone
I
ca
n u
s
e
in priv
a
t
e
?
”

“
You
ca
n u
s
e
the phone
i
n
m
y
of
f
i
c
e
,”
B
i
l
l
y
s
a
i
d
,
a
s he stood
a
nd h
e
a
d
e
d
f
or
the door, with H
e
n
r
y
c
lose
l
y
b
e
hi
n
d hi
m
.

Tu
r
n
e
r pi
c
k
e
d up his phon
e
.
“
I
’ll phone
t
h
e
mo
t
or
pool
a
nd g
e
t
t
hin
g
s roll
i
n
g
the
r
e
.”

“
I
’m le
a
vi
n
g
th
i
s a
f
t
e
rn
o
on f
o
r
K
o
r
e
a
on
m
y
w
a
y
to
C
hin
a
.
I
hope
P
a
t
t
y
’s
o
k
a
y
a
nd
y
ou
ca
n
g
e
t h
e
r to the
ship.
G
ood luck.”
B
e
n h
e
ld
t
he
b
ut
t
on down to dis
c
onn
ec
t f
r
om H
e
n
r
y
.
He
re
le
a
s
e
d it
a
nd i
m
medi
a
te
l
y
dia
l
e
d a
numbe
r
.
He
s
poke
in
C
hines
e
.
“
L
o is
going
to deliver
P
a
t
t
y
a
t
t
he
re
nd
e
z
vous point,
i
f he
ca
n,
b
y
sn
o
w
ca
t
t
o
mor
r
ow
a
ft
e
rnoo
n
.
I
’ll be
w
a
i
t
ing
in
t
he
lob
b
y for
y
ou to p
i
c
k me up.”
B
e
n l
e
ft the
hotel, d
re
ss
e
d for
the b
ac
kwoods, in a
f
our
-
w
h
ee
l drive
S
ubur
ba
n that took h
i
m
t
h
r
ou
g
h t
h
e
bl
izz
a
rd to a
se
c
luded spot on the
outs
k
irts of An
c
horag
e
. The
storm help
e
d to con
c
ea
l
t
he
sto
l
e
n snow
c
a
t
B
e
n w
a
s driv
e
n in
t
o Otter
B
a
y
.