ill.
Adam said impatiently, ‘Well, I don’t suppose you came here to admire the scenery. What is it?’
Without opening her eyes she said, ‘Rico brought Baird to see Preston tonight. They’ve just gone.’
‘Baird!’ Adam left the window and came over to her. ‘Did you see him?’
She nodded.
‘Is he going to do the job?’
‘I think so. He wants to look the territory over first.’
‘What happened? Tel me everything. I want to know exactly what was said.’
He sat on the bed and listened while she gave him a detailed account of the meeting. When she had finished, he lit a cigarette and smiled at her, his thin, handsome face animated.
‘That’s fine. Of course he’l do it. I knew I wasn’t mistaken in my man. He’s really got something.
What did you think of him, Eve?’
She gave a little shiver.
‘He frightened me. He’s dangerous, Adam. There’s something about him – he – he’s like a wild animal: like a tiger.’
‘He’s a kil er,’ Gil is said admiringly. ‘One of the few genuine killers left. There never were many: Dillinger, Nelson, the Barkers – you can count them on your fingers. Baird’s about the last of them, and he’s just the right man for the job.’
‘Adam, this whole business is worrying me,’ she said, sit ing forward. ‘It’s too dangerous. Even if you succeeded in getting Hater out of prison, what makes you think he’s going to tel you where the jewels are hidden?’
The animation in his face went away, and the shifty expression returned.
‘Of course he’l tel us,’ he said breezily. ‘He’s going to be grateful we’ve got him out, isn’t he?
When I’ve explained to him the Rajah’s wil ing to do a deal with him, he’l only be too glad to tel us.
Without us he can’t do a thing.’
‘But he can!’ Eve said. ‘Do you think I’m an idiot, Adam? You’re not planning to help this man to escape: you’re going to kidnap him. You told me that’s what you’re going to do. You’re expecting him to resist. Of course he’s going to resist. In two years time he’l be released. If he escapes now, he is a fugitive, and if he’s caught, he’l go back to prison for another long term. He’s waited fifteen years: two more are nothing to a man like that. How can you, Adam? Why don’t you wait until he comes out a free man?’
Gillis mashed out his cigarette in the ash-tray on the dusty bedside table. His eyes were hard.
‘You can scarcely expect me to wait two years,’ he said with deceptive mildness. ‘It was only by the merest fluke I heard the Rajah was planning to gyp the insurance companies if he could. If it hadn’t been for that little rat of an A.D.G. who got tight when he and I were in the Bazaar, I never would have got the information. If I wait until Hater comes out, someone else may have the same idea and beat me to it.
I’ve got to go ahead now if I’m going to collect that money, and if it’s the last thing I do, I’m damn well going to have it. A half a million! Think of it, Eve! Think what we can do with it.’
She wasn’t deceived for a moment by his use of ‘we’. She knew she wouldn’t see any of it. It was his way of encouraging her to help him. Not that she wanted the money. If he offered it to her she wouldn’t touch it. She was keeping in step with him so she shouldn’t lose him: that was her reward for meddling in this dangerous business.
‘But it won’t be half a million,’ she said, watching him. ‘You’l have to give Hater a share. He may even want half.’
Gillis laughed. He saw the trap, and he side-stepped it with his usual slick adroitness.
‘Al right: a quarter of a mil ion, then,’ he said, smiling at her. ‘Even two hundred and fifty thousand isn’t to be sniffed at.’
But Eve wasn’t to be put off.
‘You don’t intend to give him anything, do you, Adam?’
‘You mean Hater? Why, of course. He isn’t likely to part with any information unless he gets well paid. Of course he’l have to have something: not half, but certainly something pret y big.’
‘And Kile? Isn’t he to have anything?’
‘Wel , it may be necessary to give him something to keep him quiet,’ Gil is said. ‘How curious you are.’
‘But as he is dealing direct with the Rajah, what’s to stop him taking the lot and leaving you out of it?’ Eve persisted. She had a feeling that Adam’s plans had taken care of al contingencies, and she wanted to know just what he was up to.
‘What’s to stop him?’ Gil is repeated. His eyes narrowed. ‘I would stop him. That’s something I was meaning to speak to you about, Eve. It’s up to you to find out something about him that we could use if he makes himself awkward.’
She shied away from this.
‘We’re get ing into an awful jam, Adam,’ she said, twisting her hands anxiously in her lap. ‘I’m scared. Kile expects to have all the money. Then there’s Baird. Suppose he finds out why Hater’s to be kidnapped? Do you think a man like Baird will let you walk off with all that money when he has the most dangerous part of the job to do?’
