later. back the offiice. felix was very quiel. suddenly
he looked at adam across the desk. and said:
'we can't get dinon's bool in this country. do you
know it. adam?'
'no.' adam said
felix stared at the telephone on his desk. 'where is
dinin?' a murderer. and nobody wants to help us.'
he's a murderer. and nobody wants to help us.'
'people never help the police in this country,' adam
said. 'people don't like us, '
'why are we policemen. adam?'
'it's a good job. ' adam said. 'and the money's good. '
after a minute or two felix said. 'and the money's good
the president? what do you think. adam?'
'well. why did they put him in prison. then?'
'that doesn't answer my question.' felix said.
'i do my job.' adam said. 'and i don't ask questions.'
felix looked at him. but said nothing.