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"Aw, fuck me," said Angelo, slumping back against the seat. "It's him, isn't it, the guy who wasted all
those people in L.A. and New Mexico?"

"You seem rather well informed," said Silver.

"What do you think, I live in a closet? If this is the same guy, he's the biggest serial killer since Count
Dracula. And you expect me to go in there and distract him while you blow the whistle?"

"We'll be right behind you," Silver said.

"That's a real comforting thought," Angelo replied wryly. "Why me? Why do I get this dubious honor? I'm
not an adept."

"That's precisely why," said Silver. "He might well be able to detect it if you were. Also, you don't look
like a cop. You may be able to take him off guard."

"May?"

"There are no guarantees in life, Lieutenant. But if you pull this off, you'll be able to write your own ticket.
There may eves be a captaincy in it for you."

"And if I don't pull it off, I'll be a dead man. And to think I was only worried about my cover being
blown." Angelo snorted. "What exactly is it I'm supposed to do to distract this guy?"

"It's simple enough," said Agent Silver. "You will deliver pizza to him."

"Pizza?"

"Pizza."

"You gotta be kiddin' me. He'd have to be a moron to fall for that."

"Which is precisely why it's going to work," said Silver. ' He would never suspect something so obvious.
You're young and you don't look like a cop. And you dress like a slob, which helps. He will simply think
it's an honest mistake and you got the wrong address. You will be insistent, and—"

"Yeah, yeah, I know the dodge, it's one of the oldest tricks in the book," said Angelo, shaking his head.
"A two-bit dope dealer wouldn't even go for it."

"Well, if he doesn't go for it, then you've got nothing to worry about," said Silver. "He simply won't let
you up and we shall have to try a more direct approach."

"And meanwhile he's been warned that something's going down," said Angelo.

"Perhaps," said Whelen. "That depends on how convincing you are."

"Swell," said Angelo.

An unmarked unit pulled up beside their car. "I got your pies," the driver said.