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"Oh, no! Leo, I'm just giving you a bad time. I just thought
you'd like to know. I mean, it's odd."
"My God, no kidding."
They said goodbye and hung up, and Leo had to rush out of the
office to make it to an appointment. Later that afternoon, after a
full and successful day, Leo arrived home and relaxed for a while
in his hot tub, then dried off and sat down at his kitchen table
for his monthly ritual. It was the first of the month, and his
kitchen table was covered with bills.
He pulled out his pocket computer and plugged it into the
phone line, then had it dial the local branch of his bank.
Accessing his account, he prepared to begin paying off the bills
when he noticed his bank balance. "What the hell!?" he shouted. A
half-million dollars had been deposited that very day. A
half-million! Using his security code, he looked over the transfer
list and found it had come from a Swiss account.
A Swiss account? He didn't have a Swiss account! He called
the Swiss bank and tried to access the mysterious account with his
computer, and to his astonishment his code worked and he was in.
There was Ґ14,500,000.00 American new dollars in the account.
The transfer record showed three deposits of Ґ5,000,000.00 apiece
from three other Swiss accounts, and one transfer of Ґ500,000.00
into his American account. Fifteen million new dollars total.
Fifteen million, he thought. Fifteen million! Leo broke into
a sweat, wondering what was going on.
After a sleepless night, he drove to his office early and
confronted his computer. "Partner," he said, "why is there fifteen
million in a Swiss account in my company's name?"
"We have made a substantial profit," the program told him.
"How did we make this money?"
"You don't need to know."
"What?"
"You don't need to know," the vox modem repeated.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Information on covert undertakings is only given out in a
strictly need-to-know basis."
"Covert undertakings?"
There was a sudden, loud, heavy-handed knock on the door. It
was the kind of knock a policeman makes. Leo opened the office
door and with a hot, sinking feeling of terror saw it was a
square-jawed man with steel-colored eyes dressed in a uniform and
carrying a gun in a holster. There was a big badge on his chest.
"Leo Itoya?"
"Yes?"
"Can I see some I.D. please?"
Leo looked past the uniformed man and saw a big, silver
armored car sitting on the street outside. He pulled his wallet
out with numb fingers and flipped it open, displaying his I.D.
"Can you pull it out, please?"
Leo pulled it out and handed it to the man. It was zipped