Abhimanyu kasauti zindagi ki song professional#
I had time to practice with the contents of the makeup kit the blonde in Pensacola had sold me, and I was satisfied that now only a professional eye would be able to discern the plastic-surgery scars beneath the makeup. The week of making no progress with Rudy Hernandez hadn't been wasted, though. I wouldn't really know if it was action or not until I saw the contents of the Schemer's kit, of course. It was a relief to be in action again, however tenuously. Without a reserve such as the Colorado jar represented, a situation like the one I'd found myself in at the prison hospital in Florida could well have been the end of the line. I still had the jar buried in the Colorado mountains, but if I retrieved that and got into a jam afterward, I had absolutely nothing else to fall back on. I used to think I didn't have a nerve in my body, but recent events made me aware that even at a subconscious level, I knew I was in a tighter financial box than I had been in years. I slept well, something I had been doing infrequently recently. If anyone should become curious about Carl Kessler, former partner of Ed Morris, any backtracking would lead only to Morris's grave in potter's field in Santa Fe. "I'll be in touch," I said before hanging up. "The plans will be in Richmond tomorrow afternoon."Īnd I won't be far behind, dear boy, I thought, but I didn't say it. If I decide to take on the job, I'll call you again." The General Delivery office there was a cubbyhole no one could hang around without making himself conspicuous. I didn't know that the Schemer was that curious, but I didn't know that he wasn't, either. It could be staked out for a look at a man picking up an envelope. I knew the General Delivery window in the mail post office in Washington, D.C. General Delivery at-" I stopped to think.
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