"You'd like to have them build their synthetic army on the specifications I made out?"
"I'd dearly love that."
"Do you know where to contact King again?"
"He's being tailed. They stripped me, but I still have two men left."
"You're being treated miserably!" Entman scowled. "I'm going to talk to some people about this. I refuse to allow—"
"Thanks, but not for a while. I've shaped my operation on a one-man basis. I'd be embarrassed if they relented. I wouldn't know what to do with all the men."
Entman's little eyes shone with affection. "I can only wish you good luck."
"Thanks. I'll need it."
"And one more thing I was wondering."
"What's that?"