belong to business organizations where you hold office. I mean, how would you have the time to sift through all the day-to-day stuff here?â
Kane took a breath to stem his rush of temper. The man was new, after all, as chief of the waste disposal unit. And he made sense. âThatâs true. I havenât time to oversee every facet of every operation. Normally, this would be Ed Nelsonâs problem.â
âI know that. Yes, I do, sir. But Mr. Nelsonâs had kidney stones and he had to have surgery for them last week. Heâs sort of low. Not that he doesnât keep up with things,â he added quickly. âHeâs still on top of the situation here.â That wasnât quite true, but the wording gave Lombard the impression that Nelson had agreed with Jurkinsâs decision to replace CWC.
Kane relaxed. Jurkins was a native of Charleston. Heâd know the ins and outs of sanitation, and surely heâd already have a handle on the proper people to do a good job. âAll right,â he said.âWho have you contracted with to replace CWC?â
âI found a very reputable company, Mr. Lombard,â he assured his boss. âVery reputable, indeed. In fact, two of the local automotive parts companies use them. Itâs Burkeâs.â
âBurkeâs?â
âTheyâre not as well-known as CWC, sir,â Jurkins said. âTheyâre a young company, but very energetic. They donât cost an arm and a leg, either.â
Kaneâs head was hurting. He didnât have time for this infernal runaround. Heâd ask Nelson when he got back to the office the following week.
âAll right, Jurkins. Go ahead and make the switch. Iâll approve it, if thereâs any flak,â he said. âJust make sure they do what theyâre supposed to. Put Jenny back on the line.â
âYes, sir! Have a good vacation, sir, and donât you worry, everythingâs going along just fine!â
Kane made a grunting sound and waited for his secretary to come back on the line. When she did, he began shooting orders at her, for faxes to be sent up to his machine, for contract estimates, for correspondence. He hadnât a secretary here and he hesitated to ask for Jenny to join him, because she had a huge crush on him which he didnât want to encourage. He could scribble notes on the lettersfor answers and fax them back to her. Yes, that would work.
While Kane was debating his next move, a relieved Will Jurkins pushed back his sweaty red hair and breathed a long sigh, grinning cagily at the man standing beside him.
âThat was a close one,â he told the man. âLombard wanted to know why I made the switch.â
âYouâre getting enough out of this deal to make it worth the risk,â came the laconic reply. âAnd youâre in too deep to back out.â
âDonât I know it,â Jurkins said uneasily. âAre you sure about this? I donât want to go to jail.â
âWill you stop worrying? I know what Iâm doing.â He slipped the man a wad of large bills, careful not to let himself be seen.
Jurkins grimaced as he counted the money and quickly slipped it into his pocket. He had a child with leukemia and his medical insurance had run out. He was out of choices and this cigar-smoking magician had offered him a small fortune just to switch sanitation firms. On the surface, there was nothing wrong with it. But he was uneasy, because Burkeâs sanitation outfit had already been in trouble with the environmental people for some illegal dumping.
âBurkeâs is not very reliable,â he began, trying again. âAnd I already made one major mistakehere, letting that raw sewage get dumped accidentally into the river. If they catch Burke putting anything toxic in a bad place, it will look pretty bad for Lombard International.â
âBurkeâs needs the business,â the