Wilson leaped to his feet, started to protest.
"Sit down,” said Chambers coldly.
"But the job! You said you'd give me a job!"
Chambers shook his head. “I wouldn't have a man like you in my organization. If you were a traitor to one man, you would be to another."
"But… but…” Wilson started to object and then sat down, his face twisted in something that came very close to fear.
Chambers ripped the check out of the book, waved it slowly in the air to dry it. Then he arose and held it out to Wilson, who reached out a trembling hand and took it.
"And now,” said Chambers, “good day, Mr. Wilson."
For a moment Wilson stood uncertain, as if he intended to speak, but finally he turned, without a word, and walked through the door.
IN the laboratory Russ and Greg looked at one another.
"Twenty thousand,” said Greg. “Why, that was worth millions."