“You might call me a regional manager. With another gentleman—” “Fairfax.” Mr. Carter nodded, smiling. “Resnick told you quite a bit before he died, didn't he? Yes, Mr. Fairfax. He and I manage the New York interests of the organization.” “All right, then who runs the whole thing? You said you knew what the decision would be. Who'd make the decision?” “A committee would—” “One man, Carter. You go up high enough, you always come to one man.”
