He did have a copy of it--but only one. Any other references to the
sequence had been erased, and he'd done that using a deletion program
that made all those files unrecoverable. The remaining file was well
hidden, too. Nobody would ever find it.
He could not imagine forgetting the sequence, but if for some reason he
did, he wouldn't lose it.
That's what you thought about the feds connecting you to all this, too,
remember?
He tried to ignore the thought. He still couldn't figure out how they
had done that. He had been so careful.
'How do we know you will deliver?'
'You know I have the information. I've demonstrated it to your
satisfaction, haven't I? Once I have the money, why wouldn't I? It
doesn't make any sense not to, does it?'
'Having it and giving it to us are not exactly the same though, are
they?'
'I'll be sitting right there next to you. You transfer the money. ,1
transfer the information. I assume you will have scientists standing
by who can verify the information. I can give you the names of some of
yours who have the ability to confirm it--Dr. Jang Ji, or George Chen,
or Li Hun--' 'That won't be necessary. We know who our scientists are.
But can they verify it immediately?'
'If they have a test subject and access to ECG equipment and a couple
of basic transmitters, they can be ready to run the experiment as soon
as they get the code sequence.
They'll be able to confirm it before the movie is over. Only on a
small scale, of course, but in this case, size doesn't matter. It will
work as well in the field as it does in the lab--you've seen that.'
There was a short pause as Wu apparently digested this information.
'That's the deal, Mr. Wu. Take it or leave it.'
'All right. I'll see you at noon tomorrow. Have a pleasant trip.'
Wu disconnected, and Morrison blew out a big sigh of relief. This had
all gone a lot more crossways than he had ever anticipated. A large
part of him wished he could turn back the clock and reconsider this
whole idea.
'He went for it,' Ventura said. Not a question.
'Yes.'
'Good. We're in business.'
Morrison was worried.
'This sounds very risky to me.
A public movie theater? It will be too easy for him to bring men with
guns in and hide them among the audience.
He could have fifteen or twenty of them and we wouldn't know it.'
Ventura smiled into the rearview mirror.
'Do I tell you how to program your signals? Offer advice on
frequencies?'
'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to--' 'Don't worry, we'll know who they are.
The theater will be having a special screening tomorrow at noon, for
screenwriters, members of the WGA. They'll have to show a card to get
