When she was satisfied that there was nothing to listen for but more

silence, she came back into the room.

He lowered the ax. 'I thought you heard something.'

'Just being cautious.' She glanced at the climbing equipment before she

sat down on the edge of the desk. 'As I see it, there are five

different things we can do. Number one, we can make a stand, try to

fight Bollinger.

'With this,' he said, hefting the ice ax.

'And with anything else we can find.'

'We -can set a trap, surprise him.'

'I see two problems with that approach.'

'The gun.'

'That's sure one.'

'If we're clever enough, he won't have time to shoot.

'More important,' she said, 'neither of us is a killer.

'We could just knock him unconscious.'

1 'If you hit him on the head with an ax like that, you're bound to

kill him.'

'If it's kill or be killed, I suppose I could do it.'

'Maybe. But if you hesitate at the last instant, we're dead.' He didn't

resent the limits of her faith in him; he knew that he didn't deserve

her complete trust. 'You said there were five things we could do.'

'Number two, we can try to hide.'

'Where?'

'I don't know. Maybe look for an office that someone forgot to lock, go

inside and lock it after us.'

'No one forgot.'

'Maybe we can continue to play cat and mouse with him.'

'For how long?'

'Until a new shift of guards finds the dead ones.'

'if he didn't kill the guards, then the new guards won't know what's

going on up here.'

'That's right.'

'Besides, I think maybe they work twelve-hour shifts, four days a week.

I know one of the night men. I've heard him curse the long shifts and

at the same time praise the eight hours of overtime he gets each week.

So if they come on duty at six, they won't be off until six in the

morning.'

'Seven and a half hours.'

'Too long to play cat and mouse in the elevator shaft and on the stairs.

Especially with this bum leg of mine.

'Number three,' she said. 'We could open one of your office windows and

shout for help.'

'From the fortieth floor? Even in good weather, they probably couldn't

hear you on the sidewalk. With this wind, they wouldn't hear you even

two floors away.'

'I know that. And on a night like this, there's not going to be anyone

out walking anyway.'

'Then why'd you suggest it?'

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