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The Empty Copper Sea
Book: The Empty Copper Sea Read Online Free
Author: John D. MacDonald
Tags: Fiction, Mystery & Detective, Hard-Boiled
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you will be due remuneration on a percentage basis, just as we have operated in the past.
    You are, of course, authorized to use your best judgment in showing this letter on a confidential basis to those who might have a need to know, and you are authorized to instruct them to get in touch with me personally if they should have any doubts as to your credibility.
    Cordially yours,
    Emmett Allbritton
    Chairman of the Board
    "All three are alike," Meyer said. "How the hell did you manage this?"
    "I had breakfast with good old Emmett aboard his little hundred-and-twenty-foot play toy at Page 9

    Pier Sixty-six. Back when he was CEO of his corporation, I saved him from stepping in something nasty. They were acquiring a company which had a patent infringement suit filed against it. Emmett's legal people didn't think the suit had much chance. I was doing a Eurodollar survey for them at that time, and I came across something that indicated the suit would be large and nasty and successful. I went directly to him. He delayed the closing until the suit went to trial. And was very glad. So he owed me one. He had stationery aboard, and I took it to a public stenographer I know and composed the letter and took the three originals back to him for signature."
    "You do know what you've got here?" I said.
    "Travis, what I have here is a con man's dream. Emmett knows I won't misuse it, and he knows I'll destroy all three letters the instant there's no more need to use them."
    "What about Van Harder? He can't lie worth a damn."
    "Who says anything about lying? I am going to ask him if it meets with his approval if I kill two birds with one stone by checking into some property over there some friends might want to buy.
    Actually, if I do find something that looks very good, I think Emmett would be interested."
    "Have you figured out my role in all this, pal?"
    "If you are my friend, you are going to be accepted. Avarice is the longest lever in the world.
    Everybody is going to be very anxious to help me. Nobody will want to risk offending me. If they offend me, I won't make them independently wealthy. Of course, it would be easier if Van Harder wasn't there, giving them cause to wonder if we are what we say we are."
    "Ha!" I said.
    "Whyfor the Ha??"
    "He could bring the Flush all the way around. As a favor. So we could come back home the slow way."
    "Some likely people around here could fly over and help us come back the slow way," Meyer said, nodding and nodding, smiling and smiling. "How long will it take him?"
    "Six to nine days."
    "Do you trust his luck?"
    "He's used up all the bad part."
    "I stopped at Zzest Travel and had Peggy look up the best place to stay in Timber Bay. It's the North Bay Yacht and Tennis Resort. Suitable, apparently, for a man of my influence and knowhow. They should have some humble accommodations for you as well."
    When he came back from the charter, Van Harder said he'd be glad to take my houseboat on around to Timber Bay, but couldn't he be more help to us in Timber Bay, telling us who everybody was?
    While I fumbled the question Meyer said that maybe it was best if we went in cold; then we could tell Van our impressions by the time he arrived at the Cedar Pass Marina.
    It took until noon the next day to teach Van the little eccentricities of the engines, bilge pumps, generators, two banks of batteries, automatic pilot, air conditioning, water tanks, fuel tanks, engine gauges, RDF, SSB-VHF, tape deck, marine head, freezer, bottled gas, and so on-and to lay aboard provisions enough for the trip, get the needed new charts, estimate the cash he would need, and recommend the places to hole up. He marveled most at the giant bed, the enormous shower stall, and the huge bathtub, shaking his head and saying, "My, my my!"
    I showed him the security system-the concealed switches for the Radar Sentry and the Audio Alarm and the fail-safe bulbs he would find lighted if the devices had been activated when he was ashore.
    Meyer
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