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Show Acting Alone pa g e 36 Chapter Seven "I suppose we ought to get that dossier out to the old woman in Kiev fairly soon," murmured Elder Cicerone as he thoughtfully surveyed Colorado Springs from his temporary suite of offices near the top of the Holly Sugar Building. His secretary picked up the phone and proceeded to push many buttons on the broad, flashing console. It was a very nice little packet of documents the lady was going to get. Glossy eight-by-tens and everything. Senator Nimrod had supplied the kernel that the rest had been compiled around. It looked quite impressive to have something typed on United States Senate stationery at the top of your folder; it gave the rest a fine sense of authority. Elder Cicerone had been hoping all along that he wouldn't have to step in, that things would work out on their own if given half a chance. But, he'd always been one to secure himself against contingencies; and when he'd gotten that certain bit of information from the phone tap, those documents had already been compiled, xeroxed, and waiting in the hands of someone with a helicopter. "Tell them to wait about a week." "Yes, Elder." His new friends had been trained impeccably in electronic surveillance |