line. “It’s Hugo Barrington, Colonel.” “How are you, my boy?” asked the chief constable. “I’m well, sir. I was wondering if you could advise me on a private matter.” “Fire away, old fellow.” “I’m looking for a new head of security, and I wondered if you might be able to point me in the right direction.” “As a matter of fact I do know a man who might fit the bill, but I’m not sure if he’s still available. I’ll find out and give you a call back.” The chief constable was as good as his word, and phoned back the
