his eyes still focused on what lay straight ahead instead of the German to his left. 

“You think I don’t know what you’ve got down in your basement?” The man looked at Van Nostrand for the first time, rather his eyes seemed to look right through him. Van Nostrand attempted to hold the man’s stare but could feel his resolve wavering as every moment passed. 

“What is in my basement is of no concern…”

“No! It is of prime importance to me and to everyone we work for! Make no mistake - you’re living in this nice house, driving your nice car because we allow it! The only reason I’m sitting here right now is because I stuck my neck out for you, I told them I’d get you back on the re...

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