bother?â
âBecause certain business matters were entrusted to me and I intend to fulfill my obligations. You didnât make it easy for me at all. You took your Army discharge in Europe and promptly dropped out of sight. I went to every extent possible to find you, ran down every lead, none of which ever panned out, and frankly, Dog, I was beginning to believe you were dead. It wouldnât have been unusual at all. Army Intelligence, Interpol and the police departments of every country had all too many cases of ex-soldiers heavy with discharge pay suddenly being found dead or not found at all.â
âI had no trouble.â
âWhy, Dog?â
âCounselor,â I said, âthere was nothing for me back here except aggravation. I was twenty when I left and twenty-four when I got out. I wanted to see things and do things without the entire Barrin family breathing down my neck. And donât tell me they werenât happy about my decision. I was their skeleton in the closet, but I rattled a little too loudly when I was home and they didnât like to be reminded of my motherâs indiscretion that brought everlasting shame upon the great family standards. The entire clan was a pain in the ass and I was glad to be rid of them. When my mother died there were no ties left, so this Dog snapped his leash.â I stopped and tapped another cigarette from my pack and lit it. âFunny, but I sort of miss the old gent. Gramps was just at the age where I could get him all shook up with my oddball behavior. I used to play games with him and he took the bait every time.â
âMaybe you werenât really fooling him,â Leyland said. âHe was pretty cagey.â
âEver hear him fart he got so mad?â I let out a little laugh, remembering. âThe day I beat hell out of that snotty Webster kid and his old man wouldnât sell the acreage Gramps wanted on the south side of Mondo Beach, the old boy almost blew the seat out of his pants yelling at me.â
âI know.â Leyland smiled. âAnd you told him to go to hell and joined the Air Force the next day.â
âI was going to anyway. I had my two years of college and wanted to fly.â
âYou made quite a record. Old Cameron was rather proud of you.â
âBalls,â I said.
âTrue, however. It was something he only mentioned to me. In a way you reminded him of his own youth. Your main fault was never aspiring to greatness. You know how he was about wanting a direct male heir.â
âCome off it, Hunter buddy. As far as he was concerned I was a plain old bastard in the true sense. Even when my mother married my father, it was too late to lift the stigma. At least his brotherâs one kid left enough progeny around before he kicked off so he had plenty of blood relatives to leave his money to. Barrin Industries fell into well-trained hands. My ten-grand inheritance was only a token gesture, but I want it.â
âOh, itâs there all right. Cameronâs instructions were to deliver to you stocks whose total worth was ten thousand dollars within a certain period after I contacted you. Provided you met the requirements, of course. Had you returned home in forty-six, you would have received five thousand shares. They had quite a market value in those days. However, the situation has changed. Wall Street is wallowing in an all-time low. Ten thousands dollars now represents twenty thousand shares. The remaining five will be split equally between Alfred and Dennison. It was a rather strange provision in Cameronâs will and he certainly didnât foresee the drop in the economy or the current inflation. The only reason he held back those shares of stock from Alfred and Dennison was to let them mature further before handling a greater interest in the business.â
âBut itâs still only ten grand,â I said.
âThereâs a little