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"All right, I'll play along with her for a few more minutes and see where she's going. You get Tango back to the office and ask him some questions when he wakes up. I want to know about the girl, but mostly I want to know about Webb. Find out whatever he knows about Webb." "Right, Mr. Lexicon. Are you going to be all right here?" "I'll take my chances with her. She doesn't know we're on to them yet. I should be safe with her. I didn't see anyplace a gun could be hidden, did you?" "No, but I'd be glad to make sure for you..." "Get going Hank. And by the way, good job with Tango." As Lexicon returned to his conversation with Nancy, it occurred to him that Nancy McGill's need for information gave him quite the advantage. And now that he knew what the game was, his advantage was even greater. "I apologize for the interruption Nancy, where were we?" "You were just starting to tell me about your big new project at Lexicon Industries." "You do seem like the type of girl that might enjoy hearing about this project. Not everybody would appreciate the tactics we're using to make it work." "Sounds like Evil Empire kind of stuff. I'm getting goose bumps thinking about it." "Yes, yes, and you know, it's funny in this business. Sometimes I think that security leaks can be good. Today a man I have never heard of called me up wanting to buy my company. His name was Spike Webb. He must have heard about our new project don't you think?" "Lexicon Industries is an extremely well known company. I'm sure you would be an attractive acquisition for many foreign investors." Nancy was trying too hard to help cover Spike's call. She was taken off guard by hearing Spike's name mentioned in public. She'd been going for months wishing she could talk about him out loud. Now doing so, and with John Lexicon, was just too weird. Of course, Lexicon noticed that she mentioned the foreign investors without his having told her about them. There was now no doubt that Hank Brooks was right. She was working with Tango and Webb. Too bad, he thought.
"Oh, I think I would like that. I love sneaking around in the dark." Nancy found the words easy to say. She knew she had to keep the game going with Lexicon. What was she getting into though? And how was she going to get out of it? As she and Lexicon were getting in his car she found herself wishing she could get a message to Spike. After passing through the security gate, Lexicon parked his car right in front of the office tower section of the Lexicon Industries buildings. The ride over had been a strange one as Nancy struggled to maintain the image of a gold-digging, thrill seeker while getting more and more nervous about being alone with Lexicon.
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