e's an Ear, Eye and Throat specialist, you'd better do some investigation
before letting him amputate your tongue. You'd better use your judgment
before letting _any_ doctor you don't really know about, work on you. It's
a madhouse, Larry."

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Larry Woolford, for long moments after LaVerne had broken the connection,
stared unseeingly at his secretary across from him until she stirred.

He brought his eyes back to the present. "Another preliminary move, not
the important thing, yet. Not the big explosion they're figuring on. Where
have they taken that money, and why?"

Irene Day blinked at him. "I don't know, I'm sure, sir."

Larry said, "Get me Mr. Foster on the phone, Irene."

When Walt Foster's unhappy face faded in, Larry said, "Walt did you get
Frol Eivazov?"

"Eivazov?" the other said impatiently. "No. We haven't spent much effort
on it. I think this hunch of yours is like the other ones you've been
having lately, Woolford. Frol Eivazov was last reported by our operatives
as being in North Korea."

"It wasn't a hunch," Larry said tightly. "He's in this country on an
assignment dealing with the Movement."

"Well, that's your opinion," Foster said snappishly. "I'm busy, Woolford.
See here, at present you're under my orders on this job. In the way of
something to do, instead of sitting around in that office, why don't you
follow up this Eivazov thing yourself?" He considered it a moment. "That's
an order, Woolford. Even if you don't locate him, it'll keep you out of
our hair."

After the other was gone, Larry Woolford leaned back in his chair, his
face flushed as though the other had slapped it. In a way, he had.

Larry said slowly, "Miss Day, dial me Hans Distelmayer. His offices are
over in the Belmont Building."

As always, the screen remained blank as the German spy master spoke.

Larry said, "Hans, I want to talk to Frol Eivazov."

"Ah?"

"I want to know where I can find him."

The German's voice was humorously gruff. "My friend, my friend."

Larry said impatiently, "I'm not interested in arresting him at this time.
I want to talk to him."

The other said heavily. "This goes beyond favors, my friend. On the face
of it, I am not in business for my health. And what you ask is dangerous
from my viewpoint. You realize that upon occasion my organization does
small tasks for the Soviets...."

"Ha!" Larry said bitterly.

"... And," the Germa