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LeClair and they both knew it.
    “You’re on board now, Decker, so I think it’s fair to say we are entitled to a certain loyalty from you. This might bring you into conflict with what you think is best for Mrs. Raymond. They say when you serve two masters, you have to lie to one.”
    LeClair’s grin was pleasant. His eyes were not “Please don’t let it be me.”
    Across the table from Ushiro Kanai, Decker began telling the truth. “Yesterday, my partner and I came to see you at your office. When we got there, two men were just leaving: Constantine Pangalos and someone else. Could you please tell me the name of that other man?”
    The Japanese looked down at the attaché case a long time before answering. Finally, “He is Mr. Buscaglia. He is the president of a union that represents security guards. Mr. Pangalos is his attorney. My company owns the building that houses our New York office and we must have security for our workers and tenants. We are thinking of dismissing our current firm and hiring Management Systems Consultants, which Mr. Pangalos also represents.”
    Kanai removed the attaché case from the table and placed it on the floor beside him. “Recently we had some difficulty when our building was picketed by an affirmative action group. They claimed we had not hired enough black and Puerto Rican guards. At one point, the demonstration threatened to become violent. Some of our people were afraid to enter or leave the building. It was then that we heard from Mr. Buscaglia, who told me that he would speak to the group and fix things. He kept his word. The blacks and Puerto Ricans left. I was most impressed.”
    Decker decided not to tell Kanai that he had been tricked. Buscaglia had probably sent the “affirmative action” group to the building himself and called them off when it suited him. A grateful Kanai was bound to be more receptive to a sales pitch from someone who had done him a favor. If Buscaglia was connected with Pangalos and Management Systems Consultants, that also linked him to the Molise family. Like other legitimate businessmen, Kanai’s fear of crime and desire for labor peace had led him into bed with some very bad people.
    “Mr. Buscaglia has offered us an attractive package,” said Kanai. “The guards in his union work cheaper, the pension plan will cost my company less and he guarantees no strikes for the length of the contract.”
    Promises written on water, thought Decker. But who could blame Kanai for believing? Crime and vandalism were everywhere, making the security field the third-fastest-growing business in America. Fear had put Management Systems Consultants at the top of this growth industry, in a class by itself with a multimillion-dollar income from private intelligence as well as security services. Decker now had a new name: Buscaglia, plus his union. That should please LeClair for at least ten minutes.
    “Mr. Pangalos and I discussed one other business matter,” said Kanai. “My company has begun a program of diversification in America. Already we have real estate interests in three states, and next year we will break ground on a new hotel in Hawaii, on the island of Maui. We had planned to purchase an interest in a new Atlantic City casino hotel that Mr. Pangalos represents.”
    Rather than appear too anxious, Decker poured more sake for Kanai, then waited until the executive had poured for him. Both men practiced stern self-control. The pauses in their conversations were in the tradition of Japanese deliberation and sensitivity to the feelings of others.
    Decker took three sips of sake before speaking again. “Could you tell me, Kanai-san, the name of the new hotel casino represented by Mr. Pangalos?”
    “It is called the Golden Horizon. The new owners are the Marybelle Corporation. I believe they deal in video games, vending machines, slot machines and home computers.”
    “May I ask why your company no longer wishes to buy into the Golden