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guideline. If
they don’t find a body they can’t be sure the victim has been
eliminated.”
“Yes, sir. I never…”
“Shut up and listen. I don’t know who this
man is. I have an address and it might be false. I have a name and
it is sure to be false. Men in this game change their names and if
you address them by a name they used for a specific purpose, it
could get you killed and you will never see it coming. Telephones
are very dangerous. You cannot see who you are talking to. You
don’t know who is listening. When you pick up a phone it pinpoints
your location. They can also be very useful but they must be used
with the greatest of caution.”
Terry looked at his uncle in a new light. He
knew, now, what it was that had bothered him all these years.
Ginger had always spoken too correctly for what he was, an old
farmer with a bad reputation. He had always known too much about
too many things. There had always been an air about him that
bespoke something more than his history justified. Now Terry knew
what it was. He was in the middle of a life-changing event. He was
about to taste something that he had wanted for years but never
really expected to happen.
“We need to rent a van. Preferably a work
truck type, not too many windows.”
“Will we rent that here?”
“Yes. The farther from the target the
better. Your best tool is going to be misdirection. I have been
remiss in your education. There are things you need to master,
things you need to understand, but there was no time and I could
not tell you why I was having you learn these things.” The rum was
making the man’s face florid and he looked uncomfortable in the
suit.
“There will be lots of time to learn, later.
I need to know where we are going next,” Terry said cautiously.
“We are going to a hotel and establish a
titular alibi. We also need to think of a good reason for being
here.”
“Fishing. We could say we were here to
fish.”
“It doesn’t hold water by itself but with a
little embellishment it may. Remember the first rule? Don’t leave
witnesses. Unless they have witnessed only what you want them to
see. Then you make sure they remember it the way you want them
to.”
“That’s why you went blond, why you didn’t
want him to see me.”
“That’s a given, but not all. I do not
believe that when I left that man’s house, he said to himself
‘something is fishy.’ If called to testify against me in a
courtroom, could he recognize me? I don’t know, probably. But if
asked for a description he will say I am a blond man. Remember,
always buy supplies at the larger stores. If you stop in an
apothecary and buy hair dye, whoever is behind the counter will
remember you.”
“I’ll remember that.”
“If the new owner of the boat were a danger,
we would be required to return to Orbost and eliminate him. Can you
do that?”
“I don’t know, Uncle, I wouldn’t be required
to eat him too, would I?” Terry said with a grin.
“This is no joke, boy. Would you be able to
walk up to that man who never did nothing to you and put one
between his eyes?”
“Yes, sir, I would. I mean I could.”
“Assassins have gotten a bad rap in Western
Culture. Nobody respected what they were capable of doing, or what
was required to perform the vital and necessary role they held. I
am too old for this; it’s a job for the young.”
“What does your…”
“Shut up and listen, boy. At your age you
know nothing of age, you haven’t stopped growing yet, but if you
don’t learn to shut up you will finish growing. Now, as I was
saying, the Japanese knew and understood what it took to be a quiet
and effective killer. They would not need to hide and scurry about
like mice in the dark. They would be addressed with respect. People
would say “Good day, Honorable Assassin.”
~~~
Chapter Four: Melbourne
“Jerry, I’m sorry about this. Terry and I
went to the coast to do some fishing and we’ve lost a ball joint on
the Holden. It
they don’t find a body they can’t be sure the victim has been
eliminated.”
“Yes, sir. I never…”
“Shut up and listen. I don’t know who this
man is. I have an address and it might be false. I have a name and
it is sure to be false. Men in this game change their names and if
you address them by a name they used for a specific purpose, it
could get you killed and you will never see it coming. Telephones
are very dangerous. You cannot see who you are talking to. You
don’t know who is listening. When you pick up a phone it pinpoints
your location. They can also be very useful but they must be used
with the greatest of caution.”
Terry looked at his uncle in a new light. He
knew, now, what it was that had bothered him all these years.
Ginger had always spoken too correctly for what he was, an old
farmer with a bad reputation. He had always known too much about
too many things. There had always been an air about him that
bespoke something more than his history justified. Now Terry knew
what it was. He was in the middle of a life-changing event. He was
about to taste something that he had wanted for years but never
really expected to happen.
“We need to rent a van. Preferably a work
truck type, not too many windows.”
“Will we rent that here?”
“Yes. The farther from the target the
better. Your best tool is going to be misdirection. I have been
remiss in your education. There are things you need to master,
things you need to understand, but there was no time and I could
not tell you why I was having you learn these things.” The rum was
making the man’s face florid and he looked uncomfortable in the
suit.
“There will be lots of time to learn, later.
I need to know where we are going next,” Terry said cautiously.
“We are going to a hotel and establish a
titular alibi. We also need to think of a good reason for being
here.”
“Fishing. We could say we were here to
fish.”
“It doesn’t hold water by itself but with a
little embellishment it may. Remember the first rule? Don’t leave
witnesses. Unless they have witnessed only what you want them to
see. Then you make sure they remember it the way you want them
to.”
“That’s why you went blond, why you didn’t
want him to see me.”
“That’s a given, but not all. I do not
believe that when I left that man’s house, he said to himself
‘something is fishy.’ If called to testify against me in a
courtroom, could he recognize me? I don’t know, probably. But if
asked for a description he will say I am a blond man. Remember,
always buy supplies at the larger stores. If you stop in an
apothecary and buy hair dye, whoever is behind the counter will
remember you.”
“I’ll remember that.”
“If the new owner of the boat were a danger,
we would be required to return to Orbost and eliminate him. Can you
do that?”
“I don’t know, Uncle, I wouldn’t be required
to eat him too, would I?” Terry said with a grin.
“This is no joke, boy. Would you be able to
walk up to that man who never did nothing to you and put one
between his eyes?”
“Yes, sir, I would. I mean I could.”
“Assassins have gotten a bad rap in Western
Culture. Nobody respected what they were capable of doing, or what
was required to perform the vital and necessary role they held. I
am too old for this; it’s a job for the young.”
“What does your…”
“Shut up and listen, boy. At your age you
know nothing of age, you haven’t stopped growing yet, but if you
don’t learn to shut up you will finish growing. Now, as I was
saying, the Japanese knew and understood what it took to be a quiet
and effective killer. They would not need to hide and scurry about
like mice in the dark. They would be addressed with respect. People
would say “Good day, Honorable Assassin.”
~~~
Chapter Four: Melbourne
“Jerry, I’m sorry about this. Terry and I
went to the coast to do some fishing and we’ve lost a ball joint on
the Holden. It
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