Chapter 80

“I’m looking for Mark Vincent’s office.”

“And you are?”

“Theo Bascopolis.”

“Wait one second, please.” He went to his station, off in a corner, which was why I hadn’t noticed it, and picked up a sheaf of papers. After flipping through them, he looked back at me. “I’m sorry. Your name isn’t on the list.”

List? “Uh…could you call his office and ask him to see me? I know he’s here; he’s supposed to see one of the men who work under him.”

He raised an eyebrow. “It’s not a smart idea to disturb Mr. Vincent; he doesn’t like it.”

“Please? I’m a friend of his.”

He looked a little surprised. “Mr. Vincent has friends?” He cleared his throat. “Yes, right, just a second.” He took a phone from his belt and pressed a series of numbers. “You said your name is Bascopolis?”

“Yes.”